’ she leaned over to look at my name badge ‘ Mike, you work at Roger’s Market? That doesn’t sound interesting.’ ‘Well, it pays the bills.�...� I responded by impulse. She didn’t really care, I was sure. ‘You don’t sound thrilled about it. Is it not what you wanted to be when you grew up?’ she reached into her purse, producing a cigarette. ‘Is it okay if I smoke?’ ‘It’s fine… smoking and the job. I have a graphic arts degree, but jobs are hard to find. Roger’s keeps me fed and under a roof.’ ‘I get. She unbuttons slowly her pin striped shirt and I watch as strands of her long auburn hair fall around her face partially obscuring her pretty features. Her shirt unfastened she slips it off and places it neatly upon the back of the arm chair. She is tall for a female, perhaps five feet six, and willowy. She gazes at me forlornly for a second – it will not save her – as she casts off her black bra. She is topless now, as is required for a whipping, and her delicious firm breasts exposed. I stand. Then standing up Cindy went over and picked up the strap-on dildo. Stepping into the harness she tightened the straps. "So are you going to lift up you skirt for me I want to take you from behind." Shelly went over and faced the mirrored glass she really wanted Dan to see as she unbuttoned her blouse and undid her bra so her breasts were free then slid down her skirt she was wearing no panties she never did which Dan already knew. Then Shelly walked over to the table and bent over. Cindy. ”“You ever worked on a ranch before, Joss?” Jonnie asked me before she followed her sister to the door.“Yes’sum I worked on a horse ranch back in Topeka for a while. I worked cattle in a stockyard over in Sedalia for a while when I first started working by the day as a hired hand. Your Grandpa Polk sent me here to talk to your daddy and momma about me hiring on as a ranch hand.”“Sit right down there in that rocker and rest a minute. You’ll do... “Won’t he, Jamie?”“Yeah ... he’ll do just fine....