They took his wife and kids and we never saw them again. My parents are still there. My brother and I were impressed into what they call the militia t...ree years ago. My sister had married one of the local guys but she was taken away and he was shot. My brother and I had talked it over. As soon as we could, we were going to leave and return to the ranch. There are some hills where we could hide and no one would ever find us."I was sent out on this patrol to try to breech the defenses with that. She usually just threw on whatever jeans were clean and a comfortable t-shirt, pulled her hair up into a ponytail, and went about her day. She was what you would call a tom-boy. Not really worried about appearances. But she was still a good looker. 23 with medium length reddish brown hair with natural highlights, stunning hazel eyes, 57 with a nicely built athletic body, and with a good bit of defined muscle. But she wanted to look a little nicer tonight for Rachael, it wouldnt hurt her. Alright you two, enough with the romantic stuff Mrs. Parsons called that out to me as she climbed out the backseat of her caddy. Her dress bunched up at middle and her tits had been squeezed out of the top. She clearly had the look of a freshly fucked woman, especially with her wobbly gait. She wandered up to me and took me by the hand and pulled me to her car Young Miss Jones and I have a party to get to and you are welcome to come and wait in your car for us Yes maam, Chet said sheepishly. Enjoy the game."Devlin thanked her and let the crowd pull her along. She wondered if everyone was going to say 'Enjoy the game'. She saw the team store and marked that down for later. Instead she bought a program. She leafed through it; most of it was about the Iowa Cubs, but there was a section about the Sacramento players. She kept her place with her finger while she climbed the stairs and looked out over the seats. Again, an attendant helped her."Row 12, 11, 10, 9, 8," she counted to.