Roller be real damned careful you don’t over step your bounds here, Mr. Tom Cooper is a friend I met in town today. He’s also a deputy sheriff and... he’s here to spend the night while that magnificent stud standing there puts a colt in my sorrel mares belly. If you or anyone else here on this ranch don’t like the arrangements I’ve made, follow me to the house and collect your pay.“Now, I’ll stand for no more of this talk, you will do one of two things, keep your mouth shut about Mr. Cooper or. .”“Hi, John Taylor. I’ve been expecting this phone call for a while now.”“How much and where do I look?” John asked.“Probably enough to do you’re $450 million in projects twice over. Don’t know where he’s kept it.” Herb Fullerton replied, “We’ve had gold mining going on for 100 years and Anthony at the bank became Regional Manager when his boss got into some ice and drove into a tree twenty years ago. No one wanted to live in the area, so Anthony got the job by default.”“What is your cut in all. My upcoming trip with Mr. Mercer would likely be a good learning experience, but was that going to be enough for someone as green as me. I made a pledge to myself that I was going to do my damnedest to make sure it was—but still...Mr. Mercer would likely turn out to be a manager with top notch skills, but it just didn't feel right, or more accurately shouldn't have felt right.But all such thoughts were far from me at that moment. Indeed, though all was more than surreal, was I complaining or. I know I’ve been fucked by him before and it really does feel good doesn’t it.” “The best I ever had” she replied.I carefully stepped back and after a few seconds I opened the front door and said “I’m home.” I heard my wife say “we’re back here” so I walked back to our bedroom. They were still in the bed just like I last saw them a few minutes ago. She then said that they had been waiting for me to get home and hopefully I would like to join them. I started taking off my clothes as I was.