Then, just after her twenty-first birthday, a mild epidemic of influenza struck in March and Mrs. Jones succumbed in the first days, as did the two-ye...r-old daughter; their deaths seemed to sap the Reverend Jones of all will to live, and he too died a fortnight later. The two boys were taken in by members of the congregation, but there was nowhere for Becky to go.The advertisement for a bride to go and join a pioneer in the West seemed like a god-sent opportunity to her. She read carefully all. There was time enough later to grow up. I sighed. My mind returned to work matters.We'd been short handed, it would be so much easier to hire a crew to repair the stables, rails corals. It seemed the more we worked the further behind we got. But even with the money from the bank there wasn't enough to go around. I was using that money to invest in horses. I had an idea to purchase a herd of steer, raise that, sell it, and repeat for two years, after which, if all goes well and the meat prices. “You don’t seem to have the same needs,” Kristin said, her voice indicating a question.“You mean like how often or something else?”“Just that you seem a bit blasé about sex, as in you wouldn’t be concerned if you didn’t have it regularly.”“It’s not the focus of my life,” I grinned. “But it’s also not like I’m not getting any!”“Oh?”“No names, obviously, and please do not make any assumptions.”“I wondered where you might be disappearing to on Sundays.”“Church!” I grinned.“Our Lady of the. And she was easily trainable since she was already sweet on him. He would make her his as well. After all, what is better than one submissive slut–TWO submissive sluts!Johnny continued pumping his fingers in and out of Lisa's dripping pussy. She moaned and squirmed and writhed as his fingers churned inside her, making her more and more aroused. She hadn't expected anything like this, she was simply curious about this stuff. But now she found herself playing a role in it and she was enjoying it!.