“What can I do for you, Mister? I reckon you know you’re on U. S. Marshal Eli Crow’s private land?” Ben said, eyeing the man carefully.“Son,...my name is Thurell Dirksen out of Dodge City, Kansas. I was admiring this big hay crop. You say there is a marshal who owns this land?”“Yes, Sir. But I got to tell you now, that if you’re lookin’ to buy hay, we ain’t got none to sell off this year, dry as it’s been.”“That just happened to be my next question. I am in need of hay. I mean I am desperate for. I am driving as my sexy lover leans forward and begins kissing my neck as she unbuttons my shirt and runs her hands over my chest while purring in my ear. She is now standing bent forward with her sexy ass up in the air for both Mike and Jeremy to see. Her skirt is short enough that it has ridden up high on her hips and her sexy black panties are in full view to the boys. As my baby is flirting with me Mike and Jeremy are running their hands up and down the entire length of her legs. My sexy. I noticed that both Cecilia and Rachael danced with some of the male staff, noticeably not any of the company wolves though. More often their dance partners were the older married guys. Whether this was the girl's choice or the wolves had given up on the chase, I don't know.Anyway it was an hour or so into the celebrations before Cecilia spotted me on the dance floor with Rigmor. I don't believe that she could believe her eyes at first and how she never broke her neck twisting and turning her. ‘C’mon Darius! Just this once,’ Karyn pleaded. Darius prepared to continue his protest but couldn’t help notice Shella’s face had lit up at the idea. Finally, after a moment Darius sighed and nodded. ‘Just this once,’ he agreed. Shella’s eyes lit up and she suddenly gave Darius a tight hug. Darius awkwardly hugged her back. — ‘What are you so nervous about Shella Lynn?’ her mother Bethany asked, while she helped her daughter do her hair. ‘I haven’t been on a date in forever,’ Shella reminded.