"Dude, are you O.K.?" asked RichardRichard was slightly shorter than Alex, with dyed black hair and several faint freckles on his tanned face. His tie...was loose and his shirt untucked, showing his toned body. His bag was slung over his shoulder, covered in mud. Alex smiled - Richard was his best friend. The pair had been friends since preschool - Richard was always the loudmouth and Alex had always been the brains. "You weren't concentrating in German." Richard noted dutifully. "Or. I stood and talked into the breeze, rambling about the past week as I shared my Camp Forge experience with Karen's spirit as though she wanted to hear every detail. I wished she could have stood there with me and shared her thoughts with me.Back on the road, I made a planned trip back into Pennsylvania to see the magnificent home Frank Lloyd Wright designed and built there for the Kaufman family – Fallingwater. I sprang for the complete tour of the home and roamed the grounds taking pictures.. ..um....think of it as a tip,” he said and shoved a pair of twenties into my hand and slipped out of the bathroom. A tip, I thought with a naughty grin. Just a tip. I deserved it for going so far above and beyond my duty. I folded up the twenties and stuffed them into my pants pocket then I wadded up some toilet paper, cleaned up my messy cunt and pulled on my clothes with a happy smile. I dressed and checked myself out in the mirror. I still looked hot, my cheeks flushed from the exertion, my. I got a job as a farm hand almost immediately. I rented a small house outside of town and bought a used car. My boss, Clint Jeffers, liked me because I would do anything he asked. I told him about my background. He just said, ‘Huh, you’ve had a rough start. Buck them bales!’ So I bucked them bales. Two years down the line, I had saved a good portion of my wages. I was now used to farm life and I really liked it. I liked getting up early and working hard all day. The only thing missing from my.