The General let out a chuckle. "With what those bulls were after, wouldn't you? I would not want to be in that tall grass knowing that panther thing w...s in there somewhere. Morales just needs to try for something a bit smaller than a fucking tank." Oh, I agree. But hunger is a powerful motivator, and remember, if he's to survive the winter, he's going to need a lot more than that antelope hide. I suspect he knows he won't make it unless he has more clothing to keep him warm. A thick buffalo. So while they were fucking rich, their fame as such was limited to a select group of private viewers. ?It took lots of money to buy a Brett and Brad Rhondo film. More money than most of us make in a year.??? ? ? ? Obviously Brett and and Brad were not skilled actors as such. Their skill might best be summed up as "Raw Talent." They wre fucking hot in the looks department. Brad was one year younger than his twenty-three year old brother. Both were very handsome in a kind of dumb, jock, truck. To add to this my two lower ribs and stomach had had to be removed sothat my small restricted waist and torso dropped another 1".I was now comfortably 18" around the waist and could be corseted down aslow as 14" if I had been naughty at night or for fun. My corsets had tobe specially made to suit my exceptional figure. We purchased somevictorian style dresses for fun and played at being lady of the manor.I attended several fancy dress parties like this with my waist tightlycorseted to 14" and. We’d not have ended up with me driving alone across town while Sue stayed away, contemplating and deciding the future of our marriage.As I finally arrived home and pulled in, I was a little dismayed to see Grace’s face at the window. I wanted more than anything to be alone, by myself to maybe work out a way to fix this thing and rescue my marriage. I wasn’t sure I had the energy or will to meet any of Grace’s needs. I knew I should, but there comes a point where there’s nothing left to give..