The half dozen hogs he raised got the rest, mixed with commercial hog feed. Nothing was wasted. Jesse scalded the now empty milk buckets and hung them...on pegs for the next milking in the evening."Well, damn," he exclaimed, as he walked out of the barn and into what seemed like a solid wall of falling snow. With an unerring sense of direction, he turned a sharp sixty degrees as he left the barn door and headed toward the house. If the wind had started to shift around he would have been in. I hoped that the next night would be the same, or better, with my beautiful Ronnie.We were spending a lot of that summer working on the old cabin. Making it more fit for human habitation. Fixing windows, sealing them up against the weather, doors, the same. Making repairs to the plank and furl siding on the outside, and the planks on the interior, which served as inside walls, and some insulation. My Grandmother and I, mostly got all the food together for the hungry crew 3 meals a day,. " Darlene?"“Definitely a badonkadonk.”"Rebecca?" Hmm, I think she'd have a bubble-butt if she weren't always walking on her toes and tumbling across those blue mats." Whatever," Deana said and turned on her side, facing him. "Imagine Mom walked in? What would you do?"Shit myself, he thought and asked, "What'dah you think she would do?"Deana nudged his leg. He lifted it, and she slid her thigh between his. Her silky skin moved up until his balls rested on it. "I think she would put her hands on. I'd never seen a girl walking around waist down in just her panties. I ... I liked the sight, even though it was my adult daughter.She slid under the covers and I tucked her in, out of sight thus out of mind. "I'm sorry," I said, "I had to give you a pillow from my bed, but I couldn't find a fresh pillowcase."My daughter looked like a golden goddess, lying in her improvised bed. She sniffed at the pillow. "It smells like you, Daddy--it makes me feel so safe."I turned off the lamp, leaning down.