‘I am going to move up to the hotel. I want to be on the job.’ They sat in stunned silence. ‘The feedlot is working well. It is returning a prof...t. The slaughterhouse is just about to break even, Monica’s chicken farm is ready to sell its first chickens, everything is going well.’ He waved his arm to encompass them all, ‘You are already running the show. This place doesn’t need me anymore.’ Rose looked at him. Questions showed in her eyes and on her face. The next few days were hard. Family. She was wearing the same jeans and horizontal rainbow striped tank top she had worn last night, but she looked freshly showered and ready for the day. She turned and smiled at me and said, “Well, there you are. I was about to send Greta down to wake you up.” She gestured at the empty chair at the end of the table and said, “Have a seat, breakfast is ready.” She stepped over and placed a plateful of pancakes, eggs and bacon on the table as I sat down. To my left at the rectangular table sat. Shit, what was I supposed to do now? I couldn’t leave until Amalie left, and good god knows how long I’d been in here. Fuck. I brought my hands up to my head and pushed hard enough for my eyeballs to fall out the back of my skull. Alright, I’m just gonna wait. Wait, right here for her to -“Hey, sexy.”Oh, no way… I heard my brother’s voice outside the girls' bathroom. “Well hello there, handsome,” Amalie replied. I heard soft footsteps smack against the girls' bathroom floor. But these footsteps. ” When Roy was done, he let her go and his dick slipped out of her mouth. He looked down at her pale face as cum dribbled down her chin. “Not done ... yet,” Roy panted.In a fog, Amanda felt hands on her. She was pulled from the floor up to her feet. She grabbed the sink for support and leaned forward. She felt her son pull her panties down and she groggily stepped out of them. Even though she’d never had sex standing up, she could guess what was coming. “Condoms ... Roy.” She looked down at her.