”“A little,” she giggled.Dianne showed him the layout and let him know she was going to eat soon. He gladly accepted the invitation to dine with...her.They sat at the table both with heaping helpings of food. Dianne drank red wine. Fat Tony had a soda. “Yo! You got a real nice spot,” Fat Tony shared.“Thanks! Where are you from originally?”“Houston.”“What brought you to Longview.”“Needed a change of scenery,” the light-skinned man with reddish-brown hair and matching freckles divulged.“I hear you!. The cattle drive to Ft Worth was only a little more than a hundred miles and while it was senseless on the face of things it was close enough to give us an alternative market for our stock.The local auction was put on hold for a month due to the meager turnout and it was right up my alley. I had my hands make a thorough gather of both ranches' stock and they beat the bushes and brought in everything they could find. I let the word out to a few of the smaller spreads and within a couple of days. "Yes," Sara continued. "Mike says he doesn't like the idea of having aguy here tonight. I tell him you're not like that, but he's not sure." But Mistress..., I am a man. I mean..., yes..., I am a man. Am I not?"Mike interrupted. "The question is, young lady, do you have a prick?" What..., do I have....? Yes, I do. Of course..., I am a man..." And does it get hard?" Mike continued, oblivious to Pamela's intensediscomfort with this line of questioning."I..., I..., well..., that's kind of...,. I felt frozen and saw Amy with a pissed and sad face. Needless to say, my erection disappeared too."Come on, Ben, get up here and defend yourself, you both know you love each other, and let's not forget, you and I love each other too," she mentioned, before turning her face back to Amy's. "You're my daughter, Amy, but I think you're fucking everything up with him. He’s only seen your breasts once, and that was an accident. He wants to make this relationship work, but he needs to prove to you.