For a few moments, I would play a role in thisfantasy, taking the identity of a wanton temptress. Afterall, I'd tried out for this part only minutes a...o when Iflirted shamelessly with the ride attendant.That buccaneer over there carrying the sack of grain overhis shoulder looked kind of brawny and cute, I thought, so Iwalked up to him and tickled his flanks, hoping that hewould drop the heavy bag. This didn't get any reaction fromhim, so I pressed my entire body up against the front of. Please?A big smile comes over my face as I realize that she is hooked. Should I call her right away or wait? Hmmmmm? Lets give her another hour.I go out to the barn to do chores and decide to take my prize Quarter Horse for a jaunt up the Mountain. 3 hours later I return.Wondering if she called again? I saunter back to the house and go check the messages.#1) from Joan – JB are you home? I really need to talk to you. Call me.#2) 45 minutes later – DAMN IT JB.! CALL ME! PLEASE?Laughing I pick up. The day had been warm enough, hot even, but with the sinking of the sun, the warmth and light brought it’s own promises. Bodies milled about, some with bottles in hand, covered with cloaks. Others, preferring body heat, snuggled together on blankets. As the flames curled up into the night, I saw his eyes watching me, considering. We hadn’t spent any time together that day, and the night before had been so late when he arrived, that there hadn’t been much chance of anything. We had been lovers. "Let me make something perfectly clear to you, you quivering little piss-ant. You do not talk to me that way. No one talks to me that way. And I will fuck your life up if you even think of saying any-thing like that to me again… Am I clear?" Crystal…" Alright then," he said, sitting back down, and smoothing his attitude along with his hair. "Now, we do tend to mock those who take the walk of shame when one of our br*thers has a conquest. That's something that we have done for a long time. If.