I told her."Oh, don't worry!" she said. "A laparoscopy's about as safe as a tonsillectomy these days." Really?" Really. They may not even keep her ove...night."When I got home, Martha was there. Patrick was napping. "Gordy, can I ask you something?" Of course." You're always telling Patrick stories. All sorts of stories." Yes?" Why?" It's my way of teaching. All over the English-speaking world, children are raised listening to stories of Cinderella, Robin Hood, and Snow White and the Seven. .in a slutty way. Messy dark hair...skinny as hell...decent sized tits but a wide set of hips and fat ass...oh, and green eyes. Her profile was littered with claims of desperation. She needed a good man, she just lost her job, in need of money and job, blahhhh. I figured, what a perfect time to take advantage of all of these things. So I did. I messaged her. Telling her that I had income and perhaps we could make a deal. She asked what kind. I told her we would negotiate. She said. "To be honest, finding the three of you together,... while I was a little,... er, a lot shocked, may actually be a blessing. The 'pre-Ellen' Melissa couldn't have handled it! I would have been back on the 'crazy ward'" she laughed. "That probably sounds stupid, but it's true. But, I do have one question. You and George didn't,... I mean before... ?" No, we didn't have an affair before you left. Not at all. George and I have always liked each other, that's not a secret, but not an affair." Oh,. With the drovers settled down and their breakfast being served, I sat down in the small office behind the bar with Trough and Ash to get caught up."This is the last of the herds we were expecting this season, and its a full half-tide late. Most come through in the summer, but this fellow with the cattle doesn't strike me as an effective leader. He probably wasted time and money getting organized, got started late, hired the wrong men and had to add more to keep the cattle in line, every problem.