"I'm sorry Inga was exposed to that." I was careful not to apologize for doing it, just that Inga saw it. After all, a man's castle is his masturbator...um."I'm quite disturbed, after all of the background checks I'd performed, that this would come out." She wrung her hands. "After all, I can't have my daughter in jeopardy from perverts or psychopaths."Background checks? And I passed? Maybe Harriett did. Was she more upset at what Inga saw, or that her checking was deficient? "I assure you, I. Trust me on this." I trust you with my life, Seth. Let's do it."She took a deep breath and went through the instructions he'd given her. Seth was into some of the riskier sports but she knew nothing about them. Gabriela decided it was time to change that. Rappelling was something she'd always been intrigued by and never had a chance to learn. Now, here she was ready to do it for the first time. The spring air invigorated her as she took a deep breath."Take your time and don't make any sudden. Picking up her sandwich, Martha took a dainty bite from one corner and looked around at the glassy stares on the five men as she chewed."Oh my, excuse me," she said with mock seriousness as she lifted her cut off T-shirt, exposing her breasts, to dab at a spot of cum left on her chin, then took another bite of her sandwich. The men at the table came out of their blowjob-induced stupor and ate their sandwiches with silly grins on their faces. Just as Martha popped the last bite of her sandwich. The whores like the duty, since Kilgore tips real good, and they know that he ain't gonna hurt them. The whore spends the whole night with Kilgore, even though she knows that he ain't gonna be able to fuck her more than once a night.The Cattlemen's Association met fer supper and the meetin'. There wasn't much association business talked about, though there was some talk of gittin' one or more brokers to come to Cheyenne and buying the cattle here, instead of waitin' 'til they reached Kansas.