They would ride in a horseless contraption the sheriff called an 'any terrain vehicle'. I watched Lucy as she saddled one of the mules, she seemed com...etent and experienced. I guessed I was staring at her a little too long, because she put her fists on her hips and turned to face me."I knew this was how it was going to be," she said crossly.I looked at her, a confused frown on my face."Pardon me?" I asked."Yesterday, I met a man from the slavery days, and today, he has me saddling a mule to. I was guessing that Brenda had said something to Joyce about feeling like she might need to stay with Emily in the Fall.This meeting was probably Mama's idea, attempting some sort of damage control. She probably figured it was better to have Emily staying with us, than to take any chance of us losing Brenda permanently.Her offering help to Shirley with her college expenses was probably just a case of her natural generosity towards people that she knew."What is it you're suggesting we do, Joyce?. So, far it has only been boy toys for her, but I have enjoyed hearing about her sexual escapades and the last time she even invited one of them to our home. He fucked her while she gave me head. You see, Barb and I have been married a few years now and I was her first. She was not mine however and there has always been a big difference between us when it comes to sexual appetite. I crave it and need it and she doesn't. So with my encouragement she went out and had a fling with a younger guy.. I didn't want to pull out. We slept a little, about an hour before we got up and went for a bite to eat. We came back to my place, strip out cloths, got some wine and went back to bed. We didn't jump right into it. We talked and caressed one another. Then she asked me something. 'Did what I tell you at the beach turn you off or anything?' I said no and asked why she asked that. She said she didn't mean to make it seem like she was strange or anything. She just remembered it and wanted to tell.