As she slipped into her pink panties, she started to put her bra on, but remembered that she could not wear a bra with the dress she had chosen. Far t...o much of the lace would show. At first she was a little hesitant of wearing something that revealing, but she put it out of her mind. Her husband wanted her to look her best, and she knew that she would if she wore the dress. Slipping the flimsy clothing over her head, she ran her hands along the cloth to remove the slight wrinkles. She had put. The two hands working on the ranch, BB and Pappy were good and kept most things together, but some jobs really needed all three men. BB could handle almost anything to do with horses and Pappy usually knew what cows were going to do before the cows knew it. Ranch infrastructure often needed three men to keep up with the repairs, too. A breeding stallion named Prince was too ornery for one man alone, even BB. Anytime Prince needed to be moved it was a two man job. Seth was worried about Pappy. I think I'll go. I'll be a two or three hours." OK, honey. That will give me time to clean house without you being in the way. Have fun."She finishes cleaning. It will be another hour and a half before John comes home. She has been thinking of Donald every now and then. She decides to check what's out there on the internet. She turns on her laptop and enters interracial sex in her search engine. She is amazed at how many sites pop up. She clicks on the first one. Ten pages of videos are on this. I let that love beat down my common sense when Sheila came down to Georgia to see me. I believed what she told me because I wanted to believe it. I wanted what she was telling me to be true. She had played me for a sucker again. What was the old saying? "Fuck me once and shame on you. Fuck me twice and shame on me?" There would be no third time. The smile on her face as she and Ron stood there and watched me be handcuffed had driven any vestiges of love that I'd had for her to hell in a hand.