As they walked away he lifted the front of the dress and went himself. His fingers found the still moist evidence of his relief, the night before, but...there wasn't anything he could do about it.Bella handed out jerked meat and got the oxen ready to go. She told Becky and AJ to take the wagon seat. When Becky yelled at the oxen and shook the reins the oxen lumbered off. The soldiers were still packing up their tents.Bella was quite sure the men would catch up to them soon enough. She wanted it. I adopted Jenna, and she gladly took my last name.Jenna was every man's dream of the perfect daughter-straight "A" student, beautiful, extremely well-behaved, and didn't talk back. She always called me Jim instead of Dad or Daddy; I didn't care, as I wasn't big on pomp, anyway.Everything was fine in our marriage for five years until I sensed Abby was spending too many nights "out with the girls". I followed her one night to a sleazy no-tell motel, where I slipped the night manager a fifty and. " Susie ran over to the table and threw a dozen pieces of candy into her bag of goodies, careful to leave some for other kids the way her Mom had taught her. The old lady turned to Jim and took his hand. "You are doing a fine job raising your daughter. I can tell you would do anything for her. If it were possible to bring her mother back to her, you would, wouldn't you?" Jim started to answer, but she hushed him. "Don't bother with a reply, I can see the answer yes in your eyes.". ” “So, why don’t you just find someone to fuck?” “I work long hours and I don’t really feel like it. The divorce pretty much did me in. It’ll be a while before I go looking again.” “Not even just for sex?” “That takes even more energy,” he said, looking at me. “If you’re a guy.” “Oh,” I said. We were coming up on the main barn and after that the house was just another minute’s walk. “Hey, you want to feel them?” I asked. My heart started beating faster. “Feel what?” he asked absently. “My.