He knew he'd need more horses, but he also understood his canyon wouldn't be able to support them, especially during the cold weather.He meandered ove... and wanted to talk about things and I was glad to shed some light on his options. I'm not so sure he was happy with what I shared. What the hell, he could like it or live with it. If he wanted horses there was work to be done. Having a horse for every member of his bunch wasn't the most practical scheme to my way of thinking, but I wasn't about. “What’s wrong, Mom?”With a face that I could see was strained, Carol replied, “Nothing dear. I just got to leave earlier than I expected.”“Mother, you’ve been crying. What’s wrong?”Carol replied by blubbering, “I ... I’m b ... being ... silly.”“It’s not silly if you’re crying,” said Rhee.Eventually, Rhee got the story out of her mom. It seems that she had set her cap for a male co-worker and had finally gotten up the gumption on a previous day to ask him out. She had started that conversation. Only Mr. Sutter could control them. How could she call to him?She knew she had to think of a way. She was so far from the houses, she'd have to scream awfully loud to be heard. At least the dogs weren't chewing her to pieces, that was one consolation. She felt safe for the moment.Except for the rapid rise and fall of her straining tits, she lay absolutely still so as not to provoke the beasts. Her young mind frantically sought some solution.In fear for her life, she kept her eyes fixed on. Now go to kitchen and bring the drumsticks."Marianne walked to the kitchen but her legs were shaking so much that she had to hold the refrigerator door just to stop herself from collapsing on the floor.Holding the door she began sobbing but was afraid that the men would hear her so she composed herself and picking up the drumsticks went back to the living room.After placing the plate on the table she was retreating back to kitchen when George called her and told her to sit on his lap while he.