There was no work to be had except during lambing and shearing time, and even then Marlton preferred to bring in experienced sheep men, not the 'ploug...boys' that he found in the village. During the summer Randy raised some coin to support his mother and sister by cutting hay, but by autumn it was clear that winter would be a hungry time.His sister Mary got a job in the Marlton family manner house working as a kitchen maid, which took much of the burden off of him. In the end he signed on with a. Damn, this woman is sexy.I looked up to see Sherry and Patricia already standing on the stage, with Brenda Williams between them. Brenda looks like a young girl, with Sherry and Patricia aiming their double-barrel chests at her. The way she’s looking from one to the other, I have a feeling she’s not only making a wish, she may even be wishing she could check them out.Before Pam or Sherry could introduce me, Patricia grabbed my hand and pulled me over in front of her Mom. “Mom, I’m sure you know. It was weird to see how lame some people acted when they desperately wanted to get laid. They weren’t gentlemen by any stretch of the imagination.I vividly remember what happened after. There was this one bar, it was particularly loud, with audible laughter whenever the door swung open. Something was drawing me to it, some kind of feeling. I peeked through the stained glass windows into the rowdy bar, and could barely believe my own eyes at what I saw.Carl Richter. My dad who had been missing. . for your sake!” Mistress warned, her eyes narrowed into menacing slits.Becky gulped. “Yes Mistress,” she said, her voice wavering. Becky knew all too well what happens when you anger the Mistress and she was not anxious to change places with Beverly as much as she may like her!With that, Mistress turned and walked out of the dungeon to attend to other matters. Becky turned to her charge. “Well you heard the Mistress ... I can use whatever I want to on you to get you to talk,” she said.