She smiled and signed the papers with everyone else.“Okay, tonight I suggest you sit down and read the handbooks that you signed and then in the mor...ing I expect you to be groomed properly. Can you braid your hair? It isn’t too long but I am afraid if you swat it at people you can use it to cover your chest.”“Braid? Groom?” Harley hadn’t braided her since she was little and wore it in pig tails.“Yeah, it was all in what you just signed and we talked about it all night. You have to groom that. I laughed and said "Don't hurt ourfriend there."You let it go and it slapped up against my pants. You started to pushyourself up to the head of the bed grabbing two big pillows and restingback against them. Your knees were parted and I could see your pussyjuice shining in the low light. When you were all comfy you looked overto me and said "Just take off the pants." I undid the last button and letthem fall. I left the shirt on but it was completely unbuttoned so itjust hung down covering my. It was almost eleven before we'd packed up and hit the road. I drove from Cheyenne to Casper, where we hit an Outback for lunch. Robbie took over for the drive to Sheridan, then Mikee took the last leg. We were staying at the Prune Creek Campground in the Big Horn National Forest, about an hour from Sheridan.An hour later I was sitting by the firepit—we didn't have a fire going because it was too hot—a cold Coke in one hand and the other arm around Mikee as she wiggled in my lap. The tents were. This time itwas the events in Moose Portage and Copper Stone that were explained,and River gave all the credit to Rod and the girls on the team."I have another announcement to make," she said. "We have many peoplehere who are from other reservations, most bringing their children toattend school in the local high school on Tuesday. We have a dire needfor host families that can provide a room or two and take in two orfour children. This is not a unpaid position. I understand that thegovernment.