She’s fairly tall, and carrying a bit, but has quite a sweet face. And Dad likes her, or loves her.“We’re sorry we’ve been horrid to you,” I...said, “we’ve come to explain, and offer you ... a deal.”“A deal?”“The thing is,” Lily did her line, “we were a bit jealous, to be honest. About Dad,”“I suppose that’s understandable,” Heather smiled. Generally people can’t help smiling at Lils. Heather was relaxing more now.“Because we’ve all got something in common,” I said. “About Dad.”“I think it’s. Her short skirt and t-shirt lay on the floor, a lacy bra and knickers also there.Bill closed the door behind us the room becoming darker the heat intensifying. He lit up one of his disgusting continental cigarettes."Please help." She gasped as I neared. I felt my breath shallow my thoughts sordid.I unbuckled my belt then unfastened my pants. Outside I could hear the dust storm wiping up. Hundreds of miles from anywhere. Who would know? All his guests before me must have said the same question. It looked like I was the only one at the ranch for the weekend. I'd get to ride horses all day! I headed for the chow hall and found out that was not exactly the case. A dozen Girl Scouts were occupying the other bunkhouse. Oh, man. The only reason I could tell they were Girl Scouts was because they all wore their sashes over their western shirts. Their troop, I discovered, was here at the ranch to earn a horsemanship badge or something like that. They had two leaders with them who were bunked. It was a nice meal and the company was quite pleasant and fun. We all seemed to get along great. We did this a few more times, becoming more and more friendly with each visit. One day, we had arranged a day trip to a more rustic part of the state. I arrived and was helping with some chores when the wife asked me to come sit with her on the couch. She thanked me for taking a chance on them and helping them get more acclimated to the area. She said that her family really thought I was a great.