John let me tag along as a partner on this trail drive.Up ahead of me, I watched as two of the Mexican vaqueros threw their lariats over the wide horn... of a smaller cow. She was having trouble swimming in the deepest part and was about to drift off downstream when they lassoed her and pulled her across. Day after day, I see these men earn every last dollar of their wages on this trail drive. Sometimes risking their own lives to save one cow.Once we had this large herd across the Arkansas River,. .. again."You are not in class," he continues, "this is also unacceptable." Sorry sir," I mutter.Did I just apologize to the fucker? Where's my badassness? I *need* to bethe rebel. Why can't I be the hellion that Dev told me to be?"Sorry?" he asks perplexed. "Why are you dressed this way? You didn'tdress yourself did you?"I do take long to answer. What do I say? Do I rat out those bastards whostripped me and left me nothing but this to wear? If I do, I have toexplain why they stripped me. Or do. I got up and started to read a book. I saw mitali on the terrace. She asked me “bahiya aap kya kar rahe hain”. I said”kuch nehi bas book padh raha hoon”. wow mitali was looking sexy in her lovely salwar kameez outfit. I was of maroon co lour I still remember. She came towards me and sat on the other charpai (bed).and started to talking with me. She was telling all about her college and about kolkata city. I was also interested to listen. While taking she slowly started to lie down and after. For this service, I was very well paid plus I usually received a nice bonus at year's end if their ranch had turned a profit, and I always made sure they always did.I had most of my savings carefully banked, which was a good thing, since the minute Cynthia moved into my house I never could manage to set aside another penny.To use the popular term, Cynthia was 'high maintenance'. Daily ranch life soon bored her to tears and she began taking more and more 'shopping trips into the city', sometimes.