Jess was a perfect gentleman, which Ada found quite surprising. But Frank had told Ada some time earlier that Festus’s death had sobered and mellowe... Jess considerably, and, by all evidence, Jess’s father’s death had completed that process. Ada had thought it only right to let Jess know his father had died when his horse had thrown him and fallen on him out on the range, although she hadn’t really expected Jess to respond in any way. But the same night he was told, he rode up to the Wolf Creek. My mother went along with everything, she was well on her way to becoming a complete slut and total submissive whore.Over the course of the next year, we got into more kinkier equipment. I began using nipple clamps, anal beads, neck collar with a leash, and ropes to tie her up with, as we played our kinky sex games.Now don't think that we were doing these kinky activities all the time. We were still totally hooked on fucking and sucking and we were fucking like mad. In addition, I told my. "We want our money De La Vega," one of the men yelled across the 30 feet that separated the two groups. He was speaking Spanish but Jake understood him. Jake had learned "Mex", as they called it in Texas, over the three years he'd done business in east Texas."I owe you nothing Juan," De La Vega replied. "Nor you Neto and Carlos." We're due our wages for last month." The money you got from the cattle you stole was more than your wages. Ten head wasn't it? Consider yourselves fortunate that I did. .. horny.“Uh, Hanna?” I said in a hushed voice. I was fairly certain that Sophie was asleep by now after all I had put her through, but it was best to be safe. If I was about to somehow dodge a bullet here with Hanna, I didn’t want to suddenly have to deal with a mortified Sophie.“I - I got home early.” Hanna said in a distant and preoccupied voice. “I was going to surprise -”“Quiet!” I hissed in a low whisper. Hanna was talking in a normal, almost conversational tone, and if Sophie wasn’t.