She got a thrill talking to men from other places and eventually one of them made a pass at her.She was no traditional beauty. Her stocky body belied ...er farm heritage and she didn’t consider herself sexy at age 40. But one guy, Roger, seemed to think she was attractive and she loved it.When he invited her to drinks while her husband was in some conference or other she happily complied. He pushed all her buttons and she knew he was doing it to get in her panties, but it was damn exciting. She. I don’t know if it would have worked, but instead I jumped into it right away without thinking it through. As a result, he didn’t see the imaginary Millie that I wanted him to see, and, when he turned and saw me, I became Millie to him. He grabbed me and started kissing and groping me. ‘Still, there was no reason for me to react as I did. I have no idea as to why it happened, but I was overwhelmed! He was already naked and I helped him strip me. I was as eager as he. It was a weird mental. Monday came with a torrential vengeance. It was raining so hard that you almost couldn't see the barn. We put ponchos on to stay a little dry as we did our chores. I stoked the smoke house and wet the meat sacks down after putting more honey on the hams and bacon. I decided to use sorghum on the sausage meat for a change in flavor this time around. I left a side of bacon without any honey or sorghum for only a natural hickory flavor. When I had the bigger smokehouse, I would put meat in three. Ed and Don looked after the ranch chores the boys would normally have done so they could go hunting with Grandpa and me. Then in the afternoon we all worked on the wagons while the women tended to the meat and tanned the hides. When the ladies needed a break, they would come check on us and give us the benefit of their wisdom. And, that’s the way it went for the rest of the week — hunt in the morning and work on the wagons in the afternoon and evening, just like we had originally planned. By.