I need to get over to a friend that had a half-section of hay to finalize a deal for feed for the winter. I went back into my large bedroom and looked...over to see who was there as the sun let it’s rosy light in through the window. If I was lucky I’d see Molly there but this gal was way smaller than her. Damn. I hoped it wasn’t that one I’d wound up with last time. I edged into the bathroom to look for my old straight razor so I could end my misery. I couldn’t live with myself if I’d sank that. Charlotte turned her head and said, “Move it or loose it. We’re not married any more.”Bitch!After a quick breakfast we drove into Yellowstone National Park. From there we checked in at the Ranger’s Station and headed out.Billy was only ten years old but he seemed to enjoy hiking. Why not, his mother was carrying most of his things for him. I wondered how far she would get. I wanted to see the bitch fail.The Rangers gave us a map and we followed a few tree markers giving us the compass setting. Disappointingly, she just giggled and politely pushed me away. "Goodnight," she bid and turned and walked along the landing to her room with me, drooling over the sight of her fantastic butt.I sighed and made my way into my room, feeling really stupid. I stripped for bed and slipped on my short blue transparent baby doll nightie, which I had bought for Charlotte to seduce me in. I remember buying the nightie, holding it up and imagining myself in it. It was then my doubts about my sexuality. The human brain has an inherent need to see patterns in everything to maintain its cognitive state. It's why we can see faces or objects so easily in otherwise random patterns like clouds. Or why people become convinced they see divine images in what are really just arrangements of light and shadow."Richie rolled his eyes and muttered something about "nerding out." He glanced behind Cassie suddenly and waved. "Yo, over here, Nose!"Cassie gasped. "Please, Richie, don't call him--" Nah, it's.