”“I suppose I should talk to Henry. Is there anything else?”“The funeral is on Saturday, and I already phoned Donny. I told him to phone Mom a...d to try and get the prison to let her come to the funeral.”“We will likely be down on Friday.”“We will have the reading of the will on Sunday morning so everybody will have the chance to be there.”I knew she would like to hear that. She is a bit money hungry and letting her know of a potential windfall will motivate her to come with her husband, so. Anticipation for this moment has you wet with excitement. Your anxious thoughts are frantically trying to figure out if this is him, or if it is a complete stranger taking advantage of a situation no real man could deny. A zipper is heard being slowly pulled down. Not a word had been said, and you start to speak, but think against it, again, as many times in the past, he has told you not to speak until you were spoken to. You anticipate his entry into your pussy, but his hand still plays with. Jealousy isn’t just for white folks, y’know… ‘Remember, with the Sioux, kin, or otakuye, is everything. What we think of as a village or local tribe is actually one large, extended family, or tiyospe. That’s why Red Cloud didn’t make any fuss when I suggested the village, except for those braves leading the army away, stay with us on the ranch. Remember I said they were family? Well, through Dove, they are my family, and by extension, yours. And now, you have made it even more so by marrying. Lonnie laughed, "Your mom was the minister's daughter?" Yep," Cade said. "Is that a bad thing?"Lonnie laughed. "That all depends on your perspective," he smirked. "Minister's daughters are often rebels." He laughed, and then he stopped the truck because they had arrived at their first destination."Well that would follow," Cade smirked. "My mother is definitely not your garden variety mother."Lonnie snorted, grateful that Cade's mood seemed to be lightening a bit.When Callie arrived for work at.