I had done wrong again, for the first time in ages. Another mistake, another lecture. Another time to look into his eyes and contain myself from melti...g onto the office floor of the man I have given all of myself to. "Myra. Do you understand what you've done wrong this time, and what it means for you?" My boss sat at his desk, looking at me intently, almost an amused sparkle in his lovely yet intimidating blue eyes. "Yes. I didn't mean to put the files in the wrong cabinet, I wasn't with it. Gotta be on your game the whole time. Longhorns are easily spooked and can stampede on ya if not careful.”“Of course,” Paul nodded in understanding.“So where is the best place to be?” Jacob asked eagerly. “What’s the best job out here?”“Oh that’s easy,” Frankie crossed his arms. “Riding up front, leading the herd is where you want to be. Lot cleaner and simpler up there, but none of y’all are going to get that post.”“Why not?”“Cause fucking Buck, our Mad Cowboy, always gives that sweet job to. “If you do, then I think I am out of luck and Trey is a lucky guy and he doesn’t even know it.” At that moment they knew they had both made an agreement. Trey was soon to find out about it. A few days later Trey took a weekday off to relax doing some landscape work in the backyard. The weather was supposed to be great, work was a bit slow and he took the opportunity to take advantage of the summer day. Few people knew it but Trey was pretty vain about his looks. He worked out regularly, had. “You like this huh? Someone’s not as angelic as they think they are”. She blushed horribly and squirmed in his grasp, trying her best to avoid looking at him. He was treating this as if it was a game, just laughing and using almost no effort at all to hold her when she tried to wiggle away. Her heart kept fluttering, and she was sure it was loud enough for the whole school to hear it. Then she inhaled sharply; he was cupping her right breast in his hand, stroking her nipple with his thumb. .