" He went to the door."Molly told me Cleo was here."Dean opened the door wide. "Good thing I woke up this morning hey?"Billy walked in. Such a simple ...tatement but not at all what happens when Billy enters a room. Somehow he seems to draw the eye and take over the room. Tight jeans, simple tank stretched tight over broad shoulders and classic cowboy boots completed the package. He held a small brown paper lunch bag."Kat." He nodded to me but his eyes were on Cleo.Cleo too was taking his. Every season I'd move the gate to swap runs, letting the alternate one recover. A little water and scattered chicken shit brought the greenery right up. With just a few hens it didn't take too much grain to keep us in fresh eggs. I shelled out the money for another cheap box trailer. We got it filled with bags of chicken feed and crushed clam shells. We damned near busted the axle getting it back to the place. It was our granary.I dug out my old Texas drivers license and got it refreshed. Then. "Sure, got any Bud Ice?"Kelly shut the door to the 'fridge, handing him a Mountain Dew. "Sure, here it is. It just comes in a new can, and it looks and tastes different."Shane had to smile. "Very cool. You're quick with a quip, and you're not afraid to give a lame sounding comeback. I guess you're ok, for an older gal."Kelly gasped in shock, and hit Shane in the arm. "What did I say about the old cracks?" She turned around and walked off towards the living room."God, she has one sexy looking. “Stupid little cunt, why not. Well it’s not a total bust I’ll see if your friend can do any better. Want to work for me love?” The last was aimed at me and it should have scared me to the core. In an isolated place I could have a real problem getting away. It should have but it didn’t, for I am my father’s daughter, my step mothers as well for that matter. I had been taught a few tricks the Marquis of Queensbury would not have approved of. I saw him pulling a knife so I hit him, a vicious.