‘Easy, girl.’ He patted the horse’s neck gently before guiding her through the gate. A cloud of dust on the main road drew him up. ‘Whoa girl�...�’ He shaded his eyes and squinted in the direction of the vehicle. None of the hands had gone to town while he was out, had they? Lacey King’s Mercedes convertible slowed some on the gravel road as she approached the great expanse of ranch that she had known as a child, when her mother had been married to her natural father, Bill, aka William King, owner. He just was ... different ... and somehow undefined. It might be better if the boy wasn’t so friendly and helpful some said, accompanying that with a meaningful look. If nothing else, he definitely was from the wrong side of the tracks, and, as Mountainvista sat where two major rail line crossed, there were multiple ways of being from the wrong side the tracks here.Looking out of the kitchen window, David Westhaven’s wife, Misty, saw the man and boy get out of the fishing boat and pull their. I know how to keep a secret and I’m one of those chicks who has friends in a lot of places and who aren’t afraid to confide in me. From the time she was legal, Julie had joined up with this triple-X club where the rumor was that almost everything was okay, so long as you were legal and had the money for dues. Julie did. Her family had money, as do mine, but I wasn’t about to go up to my folks and say ‘Hey Daddy, Hey Mom, can I have money so I can join a club and get fucked and sucked and be a. She was around twelve, short brown hair, brown eyes, clean with a large frame, and a nondescript homespun dress."Milord, my Mistress awaits you in her temple. You need to come with me." She seemed sure of herself; the training at the temple must include lessons on how to browbeat the farmers in the region. I was sure that Meri was safe with the Earth Mother."Young lady." I began with an amused smile."I'm not a lady, I'm an acolyte." She puffed up with importance.Chuckle."Very well, acolyte..