We got too much to do here. If them cattle prices go up just a little...”That night, back in the Bighorn, Rebecca put down her quilting and looked u... at me, “Trying to get rid of me, Mr. Murdock?”I wasn’t and she knew it. But now I was feeling some of Rebecca’s guilt about Rosie. Maybe even a little about Chet.Now that she was whore-managing, Rebecca became even closer with the girls. Was growing even more fond of them.“They each got a story, Flint, but it’s mostly just the same. " Sounds good to me," Sandra said. "Are you done for the day?" she asked Richard."Yeah, I think so. I'm pretty tired and my back is tight."Emily whispered something to Sandra, and they both giggled."What?" Richard asked."Did we wear you out last night?" Emily said."Not up to the task?" Sandra teased."Um..." If you're good at dinner, we'll give you a massage tonight," Sandra said, eyeing Emily.Emily nodded. "If you're good," she agreed."What does that mean?" Richard asked skeptically."Just be on. Other than the obscure reference my birth parents had written, we knew nothing about him. They said he was powerful, but what kind of power? No element was mentioned, and no reference made to him being a war wizard. There was also no mention of just how large the force was that he controlled. Hell, we couldn't even be sure he was still around! We could be preparing for a danger that no longer existed.I was glad when Friday rolled around. Football took my mind off of my problems, at least for a. Driving home I had to admit to myself that Clarissa was probably a hot little piece of ass in her own way. She had let herself go, presumably eating away her frustration at losing a boyfriend. I knew she had gotten a like a beer gut and her ass started to spread a bit, but she had spent the summer dieting and exercising still wearing her "hide my fat" clothes until she hit her target weight. This morning when she came in she looked quite nice, a firm and round little butt to go with her nice.