You're the one who has to let go.”I sat back in my seat and didn't know what to say. She was smiling like she knew something I didn't.“You didn't ...ust come into my life, Josh. I came into yours. You came to the ranch to make some money and I showed up to help my grandfather and we met. You saw what I needed, but I also saw what you needed. We're a lot alike and I know we're good for each other. It might have been luck that you showed up on the ranch, but maybe it wasn't. Sometimes things happen. She had tried just a little lip gloss, enough to give her lips a wet look.The reactions she had picked up from her father when he had seen her ready to go, told her she had been successful ... at least with him. But it had been nice to know it worked. She had been a little concerned about her top not fitting right, it seems her breasts have been growing a bit and now seemed to be solidly in the 34B category.Tanya waved goodbye to her father when Shirley had opened the main door for her to come. Jaclyn got dressed, grabbed the empty duffel bag, and got behind the wheel of her car, a light blue Taurus that had also belonged to her father.Her first stop was the bank."Can I help you?" the teller asked."Can you tell me how much is in this account?" Jaclyn asked. She handed the teller a slip of paper with an account number on it, along with her driver's license. The teller looked up the information on her computer and replied."$56,291.09," the teller said. It was the entirety of Gabby's. And first handedly knowing how it had all transpired, I wonder about the validity of such stories, the fact that a small woman that was the size my wife, barely 5 foot tall and weighing a mere 98 lbs, and her body looking more of that for a young 12 or 13 year old virgin (except for the few stretch marks across her slightly loose lower abs where the affects of birthing three c***dren were the only indication of her truly being the age of 23) could take such a monster so easily. Even.