After a couple of rough months, I was dying for release. I arranged for the babysitter to watch my daughters and headed to the bars in a last ditch ef...fort to get laid. Unfortunately, I suffered a night of strikeouts and returned in defeat.As soon as I got in the door, I headed straight for my living room. My plan was to promptly pay the babysitter and then hit the sack. I was so depressed that my eyes were glued to the floor the whole time I walked towards my destination. Upon reaching my. ”“Wonderful, now I can go home and sleep in my own bed! What amount of money would you like?”“I don’t want money; I want a parcel of 640 acres of land. I want the land I’m on with my cabin being at the center.”“I think we can do that. When I get back home, I’ll find out and send you word.”“Fair enough. I hope it goes through, I would hate for you to have to ride all the way out here to ask me again,” he gave me a look like I just shot his dog.I saw the patrol off later that morning, before. "What about?" I asked softly, looking at his bulge for another heartbeat then back up at his face, which looked amazing in the moonlight. He sat down beside me and pulled me closer to me, keeping me warm in his arms. I couldn't resist, I hugged him tight. He whispered against my hair gently, "Do you still want to see Az..? Do you still want to... touch me little sister...? To understand?" I shuddered in his arms and clung tighter to him, his words setting me afire down in my groin. He gently. ”Jessie then looked at Carrie Pearson who just smiled back and gave her a little thumbs up with her right hand. Just as Jessie was about to say something in reply Bjorn began pulling gently at her shoulder and saying, “Come on. Let’s get off this thing and see what sort of a place this is. I also need to take one big whizz!”Jessie gave Bjorn a little playful slap on his arm as she chided him with, “OK, OK. Spare me the gruesome details. I don’t need to hear all the dirt on your anatomical.