The kid looked strong, well-muscled, long-legged, hard-assed. She wondered how big his tool was, how long he could last. She shivered and thought that...perhaps her randy mother had worn him out. Damn, she cursed quietly.Billy saw her there out of the corner of his eye and felt his cock squirm. He tried to calm himself, thinking he didn't need any more pussy after that session with the woman in the kitchen. He had brought her to a pair of gasping climaxes and ejaculated five or six ropes of his. Not to mention, the last time Cade and I went to a dance together I got in big trouble," Callie mused."Why?" Angie asked. She was happy Callie continued to open up to her.Callie's face flushed red, "Let me put it this way, Cade got a little angry with me for hanging around with the men so much rather than the women."Angie smirked, "I've seen the way Cade looks at you honey. He may just take apart another man if that man doesn't keep his distance."Callie was embarrassed, "He doesn't look at me. Close to exactly right, my wonderful brother,” Linda said.Doc went on to warn us again about the Butterfly Effect. Linda argued with him about it for a while, finally getting his understanding, which she said was flawed. We left, back to my place to hatch a plan.Our ultimate goals, were six-fold, in no particular order:1)Keep Martin from ever meeting Jennifer2)Keep Linda from ever meeting William3)Get William to meet Jennifer, or somebody else4)Stop Susan from meeting the jerk she. This particular farm was not one of the “Tory” ones that were quite happy to assist the King’s troops but that was of no consequence since the food was food regardless of the political convictions of the people that grew it and produced it for consumption.The Captain in charge was a fellow from Cornwall and had farming roots of his own that found the entire affair both tedious and distasteful. Still, he gave the order that all of the family females were to be placed in a row along the low.