I spent everything to get my hair, my face, my nails, and my skin lookingtheir best and most feminine. I was waxed and peeled and painted andplucked ...nd curled and dyed and polished. I squeezed and pinched andprodded and padded and tucked my body into the best female shape I couldmanage, and then dressed it in the sexiest outfit my credit card couldafford. Since we'd picked a Chinese restaurant, I'd used that as my theme and worethis silk dress that was cut in a Chinese style. It was a deep. Rachel sent Billy to his own bed and he sent Cowboy to her.She moved into the bunkhouse a week later and started get to know the rest of the “family” better. She didn’t start in the sexual sharing right away. When she got to know the other men she would probably invite them to share her body. She was eager to learn and experience new things. Cowboy knew from long experience that it wouldn’t hurt their relationship and reassured her he was OK with her freedom.Things were changing around the farm. “If I said I wanted to fuck you back there tonight, what would you say?”“No way.” The words had left her lips before she thought. “Well no,” she said, trying to cover her tracks, “I mean I’d rather you didn’t.”“Yeah, I get it. He was rough, so rough you’re scared of my little dick.” His voice fell as he said the words. His head dropped, looking at the floor and not even glancing up when she spoke.“Don’t say that, Alan. You’re not small.”“That’s not what he says.”“Alan, look at me.”He leant back. I trail my fingers down the length of his body as I get off the bed and go back to my bag. This time I remove a black leather riding crop and smack it hard on my thigh. Mmmmmmm, a nice little sting shoots thru me. I smile. I walk back over to the bed and slap the crop down hard on the mattress close to my Master. He flinches. I remind him to be still and trust me. I run the crop up his leg, past his knees, over his thighs and stop a moment to linger over his hard cock. I can tell he is.