A month at least. The grass is really good in there." Why don't we drive all of the cattle into that valley? It'd be a lot easier to keep watch over t...hem and we wouldn't have to worry as much about being ambushed."Rawhide was nodding. "Sounds good. Gonna be a little hard to get them rounded up and still leave enough people here to guard the house though." I think that if we do all we can for the rest of the day we can get half or more of them in there before nightfall. I doubt seriously that. His death a year later was suspicious to me, but was quickly labeled as a heart attack. I had nothing specific to go on, so I just stopped, grieved and welcomed my lone daughter back home in the process. I asked what she was doing for a living, and she gave me a vague, 'working as security for a state agency, ' answer. That was near what he had said to me, before I threatened to feed him his own balls for dinner one night. He didn't tell me everything, but enough to explain his many late-night. The first basement contained full living quarters for all of the servants, and these were of a better quality than most of the suites in the better hotels. The second basement was one massive empty space, perfect for our proposed "bat cave." Hell, this was the perfect headquarters for the Grey Ghosts for an indefinite time to come. The only real problem that we could see was in providing the number of servants that such a mansion should normally have.Yes, the servants were going to be a problem. “I do a bit of cooking and I do make biscuits but not up to your level”. That broke her hesitation, she almost fell onto him, so desperate for affection and even for him it took seconds to respond.As he followed his set pattern in kissing a woman, he felt her up and this seemed to only increase her response, she pushed hard against his lips. She was wearing a blouse that when undone revealed a pale bra that was barely covering her tits. As he kissed her and massaged that ample flesh; it took.