“Alright, now a very good friend of mine lives two doors down at house number 328. You are to walk down the sidewalk, to his house, and ring the doo...bell. When you go into the house, he will do whatever he likes with you. Do you understand what I want from you?” My head spun as he finished his instructions. Since the ball gag prevented me from speaking, I simply nodded my head. I had not known he was going to do this. Although we had spoken of it before, and I had made it known to. The ranch is growing well and they should have enough stock to be selling some next year. They’d only just got set up when Will arrived, so the focus has been on expanding the stock herds instead of selling them. Luckily the furs and other things have been all they need to buy supplies from the store. Christmas and the new year come and go, then winter passes into spring. Time and life move on.Spring of 1859A few weeks into spring Will wants to get started on having his family established. ”We parked and opened a beer and Jason lit up another joint. After passing the joint back and forth between us he leaned over and kissed me. I knew I wanted him and although I felt guilty, I was overcome with the desire to fuck him right there.He started rubbing my tits and soon we were making out. His hands were on my bare breasts and my hand dropped to the wonderful bulge in his pants. Then his mouth replaced his hands on my tits and he sucked my nipples while I rubbed his cock through his. And then the familiar sound of a beaker of milk being steamed. I walked toward the sound, and saw Zerzinski in his kitchen. ‘Mariko’s not around?’ I inquired, feeling stupid after doing so. Zerzinski smiled slightly. ‘People come and go. She’ll be back.’ Sensing perhaps the question behind the question, he continued. ‘I like to do things myself.’ He poured milk into the waiting saucers, both already containing perfect little shots of espresso. The crema on top of each shot glistened with.