The horses we'd started yesterday were all standing quietly at the hitching rail and the horses at the snubbing posts were nearly ready for beginning ...essons, but not quite. I had the men who'd started working yesterday get started with the horses we'd already given a start.Our first lessons this morning were teaching the horses what hobbles were all about and then teaching the wranglers how to put them on and take them off. After the first trial I had the wranglers remove the hobbles and told. I hated to see her go, but we needed the money and Ineeded some space; however, after only two hours of her being gone, Iwas insanely lonely and there was only once place to go.I knocked because it was late and I didn't see Pat's car. She Kimanswered the door, she just left the door open and walked back into thekitchen without a word. She greeted me with a glass of wine in her handwhen I came around the corner."Where's Pat?" Aw," there was a long pause and some sways "um. Hes workin.' He. That was going to be a bugger to design and build, but I found two experts to help me: Jeff and Charles (call me Chuck). They had been experts with building things before the aliens came, and they were ready to aid me with my design problems.The three of us came up with a design that rotated the gun mount right or left and up or down 30°. I had a pair of joysticks to use to aim the guns. The trigger was a button on the right pointing lever and the safety switch was a button on the left pointing. "Do me now." I whispered and he picked me up with one arm and slid onto the covers. He dropped me on top with my labia centered over his shaft which drew up well above his naval. This was going to be a new challenge as he about as thick as my upper forearm.Dave was not yet a brute, though he could have been. He allowed me to go at my own pace and slowly work myself over him. Getting his head alone inside me was equal taking a big man to the root. After a while with little success I hopped.