The track had cut out across the open plain and the passing animals and wagon had pushed down or aside much of the tall prairie grass. Some of it had ...��bounced’ back into place with the passage of time, but some of it hadn’t. It made Ben’s job that much easier.The pair rode for two hours with Ben leading the way and setting the pace, and Cecily simply holding on to her saddle as best she could. Ben didn’t push his mount too hard yet they managed a good distance in that time. For the most part. "Hey, girl. You can clean them with yourtongue. And then give them a nice spit shine."Chris felt worse than ever. He didn't want to perform that demeaningjob. But he felt so vulnerable. His only hope was to keep Cole happyand hope the stronger man wouldn't physically hurt him. He mumbled hisassent and bent to the task. His tongue came out and he slurped up thefirst spot of cum. But his chin rubbed against the shoe and made a newdeposit. Chris kept licking, collecting and swallowing. Stephens, and Jamilla, usually referred to as Jamie who was Jessica's sister about to finish her first year at the local community college school of nursing. Jamie looked like a more mature Jess while Mrs. Stephens was well-rounded in the places a man likes a woman rounded and tanned and muscular like a woman who spent lots of time on the tennis court, as she did.When Jess introduced me, Mr. Stephens stood and stuck out his hand. "We've heard a lot about you, Kevin. Good to finally meet you.". Heather stopped by, unannounced, with pizza on Wednesday afternoon. Setting up a radio which emitted a low-grade headache inducing hum on the table, she gave me a report of the girls’ progress.“They are eager, curious and ready to learn. It’s just that their bodies are lacking.”“Malnutrition growing up.” Was my response to the obvious.“Kate has a problem eating enough food. We brought a nutritionist in and are slowly increasing her portion size.” After spending some time on the state of the.