Now I may not be one of the nicest guys you’ll ever meet and I’m aware of it. I treat some of the girls at my high school like shit, but that’s ...ecause I know they’ll come back. You see I have something that they want, a 9 inch cock. I don’t like to brag too much, but every girl that ever did stuff with me, couldn’t stop talking about how amazing my dick was. It had great girth and wasn’t all veiny or crooked. I didn’t know that my mother was standing in my door way watching me until she said. A few minutes pass, and you’re back. Mmmm, nice. Without your bra, your large breasts seem almost out of control inside your tight blouse. They swing loosely as you edge back into your seat, and between the buttons I can see glimpses of the pale skin of your chest. I lean over and gently knead your breast through the cotton top, the flesh moving under my touch, feeling loose and supple now it’s not supported by your bra. I can see the dark patches of your nipples, and let my fingers slide over. Our wedding present would be a little house, five hundred acres, six horses, and forty cows, with two bulls. They were over the moon, and we knew if we did this it would bind them to us for life.We proceeded with the roundup, drifting the cattle back to the old range, now mostly recovered. It would only be for a few days, so it wouldn’t set it back any. It would be another two years before it would be fully recovered. We were as far South as we had ever been, and noticing a lot of cows that. Heather rolled her eyes. “Oh, you don’t have to buy it for me, silly! Not after what you did today.”“I feel like I should. It’s my fault you’re having to get it.”Heather patted my arm. “It’s fine, Matt. I’m buying the scarf for myself. It’s a nice little cover-up!”A nice little mask... I paced the store while she paid for the ‘gift’. The simmering regret started to surge again. As much as I relished the idea of seeing Lara’s face when she found out that I’d gotten Heather a scarf after all, it.