Die ... live ... die. Live! The shores of the rivers didn't get mapped because dying is pretty damn stupid.After exploration comes exploitation and af...ter exploitation comes colonization. With colonies comes transportation. The shallow water in the lakes didn't get mapped much until there was commerce. The east coast people had access to everything that the inland people could possibly provide so let the inland folks fend for themselves.There were a couple three or four wars and the Lakes became. Robby Bower took the penknife that his brother had passed to him and cut the rawhide tying their necks together and cut his feet loose. He put his finger to his mouth to signal his brother to be quiet and stood by the door. Artie stayed on the floor and pretended to be still tied up.Brenda picked up the rifle and started back into the cabin. She opened the door and took one step into the cabin and was knocked down. Dazed, she put up little fight as Robby and Artie ripped her shirt and jeans off. "You know. Do me with your mouth like I just did you." Eat your pussy Mother?" Yes baby. Make Mommie cum. I will tell you all about me and your Grandpa Jack while you lick my wet cunt." I don't know how. Your pussy is the first one I have seen close up. I am not sure how to do it." Get between my legs Jimmy and I will tell you what to do." I certainly wasn't in control anymore. I was not sure I ever was. My slut of a mother was getting everything she wanted from me. Being a horny teenager did. James. Normally I wouldn't let that bother me, but it's my little girl's birthday and we're having a party for her. Could we meet on Monday instead?"I assured her that would be fine and she gave me directions to her office. I hung up the phone feeling better than I had since I won the lottery.Okay, let me say right up front that no matter what kind of mood I had been in, I would have still been captivated by the ranch. It was beautiful. The valley was wide. It was probably a mile or more.