Kat looked at me with disbelief.When it was time for lunch, we woke Bitch, fed and walked the two dogs. When we were walking, we could see Rex’ cum ...still leaking out of her cunt.Back at home, we put Bitch in the bathtub, where I washed her and flushed out her cunt using the shower head. While I was doing that, Kat took some shears and cut her fingernails. Just as we were done, the doorbell rang. I went to let our visitors in while Kat proceeded to towel Bitch off.I let Rosa’s parents in, and. .. this!Felder came toward her, his eyes bugged with delight as he mentally undressed his prize young catch, pausing to savor the choicer parts of her ripening anatomy. "Take your dress off," he ordered roughly, a changed, more menacing person now under the effects of the powerful African hallucinogenic.Jessica shook her head firmly, "N-No, no... I can't. I-I can't do it." Take it off, you Goddamn bitch, or I'll take it off for you!" he barked.Jessica looked around vainly for a way out, but. I figured being pleasant and agreeing would drive him nuts."Like a hawk," he repeated.I smiled."Or maybe, like an owl."I stopped smiling. Then I smiled again. "You know Kenny. I'm in more trouble now than I've ever been in before. I'm in so much trouble, that breaking somebody's jaw couldn't make it worse.Kenny took three steps back. "You and what army?"What were we, in second grade? I shrugged."You wouldn't." Probably not," I agreed.Kenny started to walk away, then changed his mind. "Maybe now. ”“I thought sheep and cattle didn’t mix well on the range? I heard that sheep eat the grass so short that it wouldn’t grow back.”“Whoever told you that has never raised sheep or cattle ... One compliments the other on range land. If you don’t tell the cattle or the sheep any different, they’ll never know they’re not supposed to get along with each other...“Out here, it’s called pasture management. When you’ve grazed a pasture with your cattle, put them on another fenced pasture and turn the.