"This is my niece, Susan," she answered."Miss Susan, it's my pleasure," Jacob said. "I'm Jacob Dunleavy, Mrs. Lambert's ranch hand."Susan did not appe...r pleased to meet Jacob."Jacob, since it appears that we have plenty of hands, would you ask some to help bring Susan's things inside?" she asked.Jacob nodded."Then we'll discuss what has transpired here," she added.Jacob nodded again.Once the hands had been given instructions, Marnie pulled Jacob out to the back porch."How am I affording this?". I think it’s still on my Kindle.” I jumped up, retrieved the Kindle out of our bedroom, leafed through some of the stories quickly and… there it was. “Here,” I showed her, “you should read it when you get a chance… after you finish mine,” I told her, with a chuckle.She looked down through the list of my chapters and stories on her tablet, “That’ll only take about a year,” she said.Another crisis averted! Three for three. I guess I just needed to take my own advice from my stories, ‘honesty’.I. You decide what we are going to do while I do the washing up."It didn't take her long to think of something, she wanted to go shopping. An hour later we left, and we didn't return until almost four. She visited every shop she wanted to and I trailed behind her like a little dog, I didn't mind, the day was all about her. She had bought another nightie, but it was as short and as see-through as the one she already had. It was highly unsuitable, but I didn't complain, anything that would show off. "I wish you didn't do that" I said between panting "But you made me cum so hard." Which was a absolute truth. "I had a full blown vaginal orgasm." Which was not the truth. That was due to come later. "You could have gotten off" he saidMy reply was a whisper "Not when I'm cuming like that." "Crap" I said, "right in the middle of my three fertile days. This is bad." Now what?" he said as he tucked the bottom of the sweatshirt under my ass."Damage done. How do you like making babies?"He.