We have three children who have since grown up and now have left the nest and have lives of their own. This story is a little about our love life past... and present.To begin with I'll try to give you an idea about our appearances. Mel is a little short gal at about 5' 2", and a little chubby at about 150-plus pounds. Not obese by any means but a little overweight. Has shoulder length dark hair. She holds most of her weight in her 40DD boobs. Throughout the years she has gained weight and lost. When he crawled into the bed, he felt the loss of Carol not crawling in with him. She always helped him to get to sleep.He tossed and turned for a bit and finally drifted off into a troubled sleep.He felt like crap when he woke.He guessed the whole situation had him on a downer. He went and made some toast and Vegemite, with the last of the bread. He’d have to make more. He collected a fresh coffee and then went to find out where he was. The computer hadn’t woken him, but it had been over six. "Dillon hung his head and then smiled. Looking at Eleanor he said, "I'd be proud to work for you ma'am." He paused for a little and continued, "Why is Cassidy so set on getting the Triple E? Is there something special about it? Water or mineral deposits maybe?" We have good water on the ranch but nothing extraordinary and nothing of value except grazing land. I asked Cassidy why he wanted our place the third time he made an offer," Eleanor replied. "He said he was building a cattle empire to. To get their and back before nightfall, when the worse of the gangs came out, you'd have to use the highway for part of your trip. Not only did gangs often use it to find their marks, other groups and people often held control of the highways, controlling passage for "favors".Passing each house with a slow, careful pace, you took in your surroundings, a luxury you didn't often have when you were running for your life. The few wrecked cars on the roads, emergency service vehicles littering the.