On the next daywe drove to Wyoming and dropped the moving van off at Laramie. We both leaned upand reappeared as two beautiful young women. We paid ca...h for two F-350, 4-wheeldrive, diesel engine pickups with trailer hitches. We drove home with plenty offood.Our ranch agent, Randy, came out the following day, to see how we were doing. Hewas a nice looking man. We talked about buying a heard of hardy cattle and somegood horses. Several ranchers had decided to get out of the business as. Peter was approaching seventy, but the advent of Viagra had rendered him a horny b**st indeed. We would have sex of some form every morning and every night almost without fail. He had been turned into something of a randy old goat. Not that I was complaining you understand!Christmas brought the inevitable round of socializing and parties- some fun, some tedious. One of the main ones was a fancy dress party at an old friend of Peter's- a one time lover of his in fact. Not my absolute favourite. It was very casual and I was wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and some wedge sandals showing off a little bit of my long legs.One of the women I knew from the neighborhood and her husband came over and we started just some small talk. I could not help but notice that her husband was continuously looking me up and down, as if giving me the once over during our entire conversation. This was a little awkward for me because I did not know if his wife was seeing the same thing or not. (As it. He did, slowly and quietly as we compared the names to our list. He even gave us two names we didn’t have already.“Now we need you to show us which houses these eight men live in. We will take them and their family prisoner tonight. Tomorrow, Baron Markham’s remaining soldiers can surprise the Baron and take him and his family prisoner. That way, everyone not involved will think it was a local uprising and won’t know the King’s troops were involved,” I explained to the man. He agreed, grateful.