"Can I move my legs?" My legs are cold too but we mustn't move them." Can I put my left hand on you butt? I would like to squeeze it." That sounds del...cious but you mustn't." Imagine how good it would feel. Is your butt getting cold?" Don't talk that way. Don't make me think about how good it would feel. It's none of your business if my butt is cold."At least she was not mad at me for bringing about Ollie's most recent phone call. She had not met me at the back door with fists flying. Was this. Buttons on the opposite side and lower cut necklines of shirts. Many ofthe pants and shirts (tops) were cut to show off a woman's figure and nothide it like I wanted. While woman's pants fit me so much better now,they actually drew more attention to my bubble butt instead of hiding it.To hide it I started to wear my tops longer and outside my pants andfound tunics work well. Needless to say these tunics may have hid myexpanding ass and hips but since there was really no male equivalent, allI. Since I stay alone I used to manage. But when I gave the towel just was returning I could see her with blouse and petticoat. The moment aroused me. She tried removing her blouse and saw me and asked me what I am doing.My heart started beating fast and hit my brain. I left and she removed the blouse. Once she removed I came again and saw her this time I went inside. She was stunned to see me and she was wearing bra and petticoat.She started breathing fast and she covered the body with both. I didn’t bid. I didn’t want any of the property he’d grabbed. We had enough back in our little homestead.The extra guards were dismissed the middle of April, though two of my new ranch hands had extra responsibilities the others didn’t know about. One would be responsible for security for our herd when we drove them to the upper range in May. The other would be permanently on staff at the ranch, responsible for security at both homesteads. I wasn’t cutting our parents loose to be on their own..