Don Cowden’s ranch cook had already loaded the cook wagon with food and supplies for the big roundup and cattle drive over to Little Tree, Texas. Wh...le Don was gone back to gather up the dead from the group of homesteaders, the cook built a fire in the barnyard and started supper.As soon as he started building a fire, the boys and girls of the Crow family came over to offer help. He let them gather more wood from the woodpile, to keep from burning the wood he’d stowed away on the wagon.“What’s. I remember thinking ‘fuck, this is it!’ as I knelt in front of him. My hands were shaking as I fumbled to get his trousers undone, he had to reach down and undo them for me, letting them fall around his ankles. I looked up and could see him looking down on me over his belly, his hand stroking the side of my head as he directed me to where he wanted me to go. I could see the outline of his cock in his briefs, see where his precum had leaked, and I remember him moaning deeply as I stroked my hand. How much longer is it?”“Couple of months. But I’m fine, really. Doctor says I’m built for childbearing...”“Don’t say it, Imogen!” Linda interrupted, “Steve adores you, just the way you are.”“Yes, he does. He does. Okay, then. I’ll call for you Saturday morning after breakfast.”The cleaning went well. The apartment was very dusty, and there was an element of grime involved, but by the time they’d finished, it was immaculate, and Imogen placed bowls of potpourri in the bedroom and lounge. The. The first time that he had delivered a VS package to Patricia was about two weeks ago, and he thought it was around nine in the morning. He remembered what she was wearing though, she had answered the door in her bathrobe and although it was tightly belted around her waist and she was clutching it at her neckline he was pretty sure that she was naked underneath; it was just something about the way her boobs jiggled as she walked out onto the porch to sign for the package. The next delivery was.