"Yeah, honey," Jimmy Ray said with a glance at the menu. "These Rusty Burgers real good?" "The best," she replied. "Okay, bring us a round of those -...no onions on mine - and coffee all around." Apparently, I was not to be allowed even a choice of what I would eat when I was with Jimmy Ray. My brother hunched over the table and said in a loud voice, "What I'd really like is the sheepherder's special. You know what that is, Little Brother?" I shook my head, not really caring about the. Try to keep them from scattering any more until we can get there."Carla had to repeat twice before Jessica understood and the indignant reply came back in the clear. "I know that, Mom." Crap. I shouldn't have said that. She knows as much about herding cattle as I do," Carla muttered to herself. Then on the phone, "We'll be there as soon as we can."Fred had pulled on his coat and was headed for the mudroom to put on his boots when Carla grabbed his arm. "No, Baby. Take the time to dress for the. The two hours turned into three; by the time we pulled into the truck stop my bladder was at the point of exploding! On the way back I hit the little store and grabbed a few snacks. Bill wasn’t use to having a companion so that seemed like it pleased him. By the time we got off the road – almost ten at night – we were both hungry and tired…the little bitch needed a shower and some attention to ‘personal’ grooming.I was told that, it couldn’t be every night but, we could get a room for the. At last I came across one bag that seemed to have a shirt in it and I toreit open desperately wanting to at last put something on to cover up thebra which seemed to be constantly teasing me.It was a white blouse, but that was close enough it would have to do and Ipulled it on over my head. It was only when I got it on that I realisedhow effeminate looking it was, in fact it was more like something a younggirl would wear and worse still it was crazy to think that it actuallyfitted me. It had a.