"I thought I could handle it. There was so much going on around the farm at the time I found out, I just lied to myself and was going to live with it....I found I couldn't. End of story."There was silence on the other end of the phone. Then, "Go on Dad. There has to be more. You wouldn't leave the farm just because Mom cheated on you. You would divorce her and kick her out. The divorce, maybe, but I know you wouldn't let the farm go." The farm is listed." I know, I saw it in the listings, but you. I dont want to say he was crazy, but probably somewhere close to it. He would always go off on rants about his latest conspiracy theory, which was completely against the rules of the school district, but everybody was so entertained that no one complained. Not only was he a nut job, he also was kind of racist. I remember one time he asked this Asian kid how his rice fields were going because his first name was Ben, as in Uncle Bens rice. He didnt know the kid was Asian until he looked up and. Everyday many would go down to look at the old king. After they left things returned to normal and a few months later Winter’s Song was pregnant again. Every time I saw her she seemed more beautiful. Flower was learning to cook and was spending more time in the kitchen. She took the time to come out and move through the room as she sang though.Sky was growing and actually staying awake longer. We had a lot more women coming to eat with the men so the atmosphere was calmer. Winter was almost. My hand moved towards his crotch, rubbing him through the outside of his shorts, then to the top of his shorts un buttoned his fly and put my tiny hand inside, I could now feel his cock and i began to rub up and down his shaft, he was breathing heavy as so was I , i could feel my heart beating faster as I felt he hands on my small but perectly firmed breasts, sqeezing , rubbing my nipples between his fingers, we moved back towards the pool table as one like a waltzing couple, eventually my bum.