First, it took forever to get the cattle to the riverbank. I don’t know if it was the men’s fucking inexperience or the stubbornness of our goddam...ed cows, but either way it pissed me off.Second, and even more annoying, three of our Mexican drovers disappeared for most of the morning. Carlos explained they’d gone off chasing four strays but why it took a total of three men to do so is anyone’s guess. Needless to say we were short handed.After a long morning of slow trudging, we finally break. So, I used to get into the house, get naked, take a shower and sit down for drinking until I fell down asleep in front of the plasma that I used as my personal porn theatre. Days went by and I started feeling the earlier happiness draining away. I was not made for this. I was actually from a place where you don’t get privacy even while you sleep. My old room had around 9 people in a single flat and this meant having to share your room with 2 others. But here, I was all alone and this life. ” And Sonja's body gives way from standing. Willem picks her up and carries her to the bed. “That felt so amazing.” Sonja says as he sat next to her. “You telling me! I didn’t think you would go another round,” Willem kisses her on the forehead. “You were great!” Sonja just smiles seductively. “I don’t know about you, but live worked up an appetite.” Willem says and walks to the bathroom to fetch a fluffy gown for her. “For more sex?” she asks while wondering why he has passed her a gown.. "Are you related to Salvatore Greenwood?"Again she nodded. "He's my father."I had been running around with someone I thought was Whisper. She had talked to me, given me the same cryptic suggestions and, as far as I was concerned, proven to be who she had claimed to be. Now, here in our shared dream, she was claiming to be someone else. There was only one way for me to know what was really going on. "Pamela I want to ask a favor. This will help me to understand what's happening to you.