They walked down the road, her covered in cow shit, wearing only her shoes and a practically non-existent black thong, nothing more than a sopping wet...string cutting into her hip fat and his two fingers up her ass so she'd walk on her tip toes.She didn't come back all night and the next day I crept to the cabin and could hear them still fucking. Daniella's voice was horse from moaning and crying. She begged for mercy, but then came hard when she was pushed further. He kicked her out about three. James laughed and Allan's heart sped. He was in love, it wasn't just a crush, he was in love with James. The group walked away and Allan approached James. "Wanna put your stuff in my locker," he offered? Allan put his backpack into James' locker. James smiled at him. "Happy birthday." "Thanks," Allan said. "Ready to go," he asked? Allan nodded and they made their way to James' car. It was a '67 impala, perfect condition. They got in the car and they were off. "There's something I want to show. When they got to the sheep meadow and turned off the ignition he hugged John again and found he was almost crying once more. Everybody was so nice to him, particularly John.David got another lesson in farming. John explained why they had to move the sheep. You can't leave sheep in a field for too long because they crop down to the grass roots and destroy the ground cover. They moved the sheep around four different fields about once a week.Each of the other three fields were left to regrow for. ..Worrying news that night talked about heavy army movements on the border of our town form the opposing country. Father Tyrone would soon expose his real skin...One day in early summer, I heard a huge ruckus outside our house. Men were running in the town ringing bells and shouting. The raid from our neighboring country has begun.During the last few months, grandad became better and now he was able to walk, although with assistance from his cane. Mom's belly has gotten bigger as she has.