Our biggest problem is the herds. The buffalo will go through a barbed wire fence. Then, the cattle follow. Either way, our crops are trampled and eat...n. We are trying to build strong enough to stop them but I'm not sure we will ever be totally successful. A stampede can ruin a lot of land."Tell us about your place, please."I said, "Preservation is a new community of a few hundred located primarily in the area around Carrollton, Georgia, southwest of Atlanta. My foster father is the elected. Let me try again. Speaking very slowly and deliberately she said, My name is Ellen and these are my friends, Gloria of the house of Berkowitz and Lynn from the Curry clan. We need to use your tele-a-phone so we can call the po-lice. Ellen paused to let the old man fully grasp her meaning. Then she continued. We need to tell them our problem and ask for their help. Do you understand? The old man smiled and said, That is much better Miss Ellen. I am very pleased to meet you and your friends. As. I grabbed my small trash can which was full and headed to the front door of the house.I didn't even hesitate as i opened the door and stepped out onto the front steps.I glanced around quickly and adjusted my dress just enough to cover my sissy ass. I walked casually to the main trash can which was 15 feet away from the house on the other side of the driveway in clear open view to my neighborhood.I slowly walked back into the house and closed the door. It felt so good to be able to go out dress. "Oh, hi Robert, I didn't hear you arrive? Anyway that doesn't matter, do you guys want to play a game of tag with us?" Bit old for tag aren't we?" Robert sneered at Tabby."Well ok Robert, if you don't want to play," Tabby said. "But you guys were going to be 'it' and us girls had to do whatever you commanded when you caught us."Robert blushed and James sat up."Shit sis' you're on," James said, a smile spreading on his face.He jumped to his feet and beckoned to Robert to follow. The other lad.