If I ever do have a spread of my own, I’d like to pattern it after The Double K and The Windy Ridge Ranch, taking some of each of them to build what...I want.I heard the screen door open and looked around to see Miss Ruby backing out. She was wearing a pair of faded blue denim britches that didn’t have a wrinkle in them from her waist down past her knees, they were so tight.Lord Have Mercy!She’s wearing the same sort of sun-faded shirt her daughters were wearing. Her bosom really is noticeable. He heard footsteps on the metal deck behind him and turned to see Mister Cohen and some of the Ginzels hurrying behind him, green as fuck miners who had been deployed to the rig and had to be taught the basics of running the equipment.Cohen move up beside him and raised a hand to further shield his dark goggles, his rebreather exhaling clouds of mist. Darrel pointed towards the figure in the distance, dark against the snow.“You see? I told you Mister Cohen, it’s the spook!”“Well I’ll be. I got into the show and didn't notice how much time passed, but it was more than 'a few minutes'. Then I heard Martin come back into the room.I turned to greet him and was amazed. He was dressed completely as a woman. Wig and makeup clothes and shoes. And he was hot! Martin had transformed himself... and he was gorgeous. "Is this what you've been thinking about?" Oh fuck! Martin!" Call me Martine. What do you think?" "You're stunning!" Martin isn't exactly lean.. there's a little flesh on his. Do we understand each other?" He started the car and squealed out of the car park, the tyres seeming to scream around each corner in the underground parking station.Callie had not been able to say more than two words without him glaring at her in a way that stopped all the protests of innocence she had at the ready, so she sat sullenly in the car letting her hair hang down over her face in lanky, badly dyed strands. "Just drop me off at home. I will be fine on my own," she muttered."You think I.