That left Emma's sisters to break the ground and start clearing the site. With only a dozer and a backhoe it was going to take some time. I'll tell yo... now that our 'benefactors' sent us more equipment later on as the work progressed and the need arose, however until it arrived, we made use of what we had. It was better than having to dig it out by hand.This left a lot of free time for everyone who wasn't involve in the surveying and the excavation, and while Sally and Betty took charge of the. Ten minutes after she arrived home the doorbell rang. Shewondered who it could be as she headed for the door. She wasshocked to see a man holding a bouquet of flowers he said were forher. She signed for them and took them in and quickly got them ina vase. She was looking at them, thinking how beautiful they were, whenshe saw the card. She took the small envelope and read it. Shecouldn't believe it. Why did he send her flowers? Did he reallyenjoy it that much? She decided he wasn't kidding. It’s an old-fashioned term, but she’s a lady. I was proud to introduce her to my friends and family; I felt supremely honored she’d agreed to become my wife, and hopefully have my children. I wouldn’t have contemplated asking her if I hadn’t been one hundred percent convinced she was my soul mate and life partner, and that she felt the same about me. I was totally in love with her, and I had no doubts she felt the same about me. Okay, I did have some residual uncertainties about exactly what. "And it'sbecause of you. You did this to me, Daddy. You made me recognize.. Mademe know what a faggot I am." And it all sounded so fucking true. Asinking feeling in my belly as my heart raced. I had somehow punchedmyself in the tummy, saying all that truth outloud."Fuckin' right. Daddy's little pussygirl. Been stealing them from yourmommy, white boi?" he asked.He knew somehow. Every time he did something like that, it made me feellike he really did know me better than I knew myself. That.