Just before my eighteenth birthday my nineteen-year-old brother, Buddy, asked me what I would like for a birthday gift. I jokingly told him that I wan...ed to lose my virginity and he laughed and said, "Sorry. I'm not a pimp so I can't help you there."The weekend following my birthday Buddy asked me if I would help him move some furniture for a friend and having nothing better to do I said I would. Just before I was supposed to leave with Buddy my mother asked me if I would go over to her best. I felt the warmth of his naked body press against mine. He had something in mind and I wasn't sure what. Summer was almost over and school would be starting soon. I would also be 14 soon. I knew his cock got hard when he played with me. I had never seen it and of course never touched it. Now it was between us and I could feel it swelling. He had his hands on my ass pulling me close and I did the same to him. We were kissing and my boobs were pressed into his chest. I could feel his. That’s when we’ll have to keep a sharp eye on your Longhorns. Sometimes they don’t adapt to the plunging cold very well, and the sudden chill kills them. The Herefords should all be fine, because they’re used to it. But we’re gonna lose several of yours, unfortunately. That’s the down-side of a Chinook.”They dried each other off, but Amy’s mind was on the coming loss of part of her herd. Even though her life was now centred on Ranchland, those cattle represented her last remaining ties to her. I am a widow.”I apologized profusely, which she waved off as unnecessary. “I am curious,” I admitted. “You are not many years older than I, so how can you be a widow several years.”“Well, you see, I married when I was your age, at sixteen, but within our first year found myself widowed. Michael died nigh on four years ago, so the pain is gone, but not the memories, and they were sweet memories indeed.”“Go on. I am all ears,” I urged.“Well, just in case you haven’t learned by now, I grew up in.