We continued our talk while resting through the heat of the day. The boss man came round and talked for awhile. I found out his name was John Chance, ...but the men just called him John T. He was a tall man with a look that said he broaches no backtalk, no second chances. I liked him, as well as the others. I enjoyed the day despite the hard work. I even was allowed to try my hand at branding. I got into the swing and worked along with Colorado and Dude. Their brander got careless and took a nasty. This made Drew want her, want to feel her body, ravish it on the bay shore in the glow of the setting sun. As Dixie approached Drew on their blanket, she could see him staring at her and smiling. ‘What are you smiling for’ she asked. With no response, he pulled her towards him and started kissing her. He kissed her ever so passionately on her mouth and then began tracing the outline of her jaw and neck with his hands and mouth. Dixie could not help but feel the warmth of his breath on her skin. We are much more like best friends than mother and daughter. When we go on trips together, it is so much fun. I never thought that two people could seriously have such a good time. You and I can laugh so hard sometimes it actually makes my stomach and my ribs hurt. Yet you have seen me at my best and my worst yet you never seem to judge me. I feel like even if I did something incredibly stupid you would be there to help me pick up the pieces and dust me off. I know at times I can do some. The bus jerked to a stop and his hand brushed up against my hip and lingered there for a moment. I felt him move closer towards me and he whispered, "I know what you're feeling. I'm feeling it too." I looked around to see if anybody else heard what he said but everybody seemed to be lost in their own world. One by one, the passengers started to leave the bus and the other standing passengers occupied the vacant seats. His hand that was still on my hip, moved back until he was caressing my.