Yes, he decided, that would work splendidly.At that same moment, in a time zone five hours ahead of where Tribune Whitefeather was bugging out from, M...jor MacAllistor was supervising a much more routine type of extraction. And "routine" meant the Cattle Call.The wife of one of the volunteers, buck naked like the rest of the crowd, was busy tonguing a single mother while the volunteer tried the young lady's love tunnel. She was also playing with his scrotum. It didn't look like it would be long. I always worked there, everyone hates me cause I was bought in at the top straight away, but I say fuck it! What other position do you expect a man to give his son in his company?" I totally get what you mean." Mila agreed with me. "So what do you do at your fathers company?" Well..." I was a little hesitant to tell her what we did. "...We're not very popular amongst people unless they have an accident, then they come to us." You're one of those accident, injury lawyers?" Mila asked raising her. " Oh," I'm not talking about that," Marlowe said."I want to visit Benhill. I heard It's festival time again. This weekend and I want to go." You never would understand that would you," she asked"I am a farmer and I have money and three beautiful daughters. What more can a man ask for," he said."You forgot, you didn't even mention me your wife. I have spent all these years cleaning and cooking for you and raising my girls and all you can say is, my horses are weak, my land needs tending, I'm. We have a single blanket but we were feeling cold in the room. So we decided to fold the blanket and sleep together in single bed so that we can save ourselves from cold. Now we were very close to each other. Our feet were touching each other in the blanket. She placed her head on my chest and was telling me her life stories.. As she placed her head on my chest I moved my hand around her back. It was like a semi hug..After then she placed her head on pillow. Now we were facing each other and.