I sat down on the branch and clapped my hands in appreciation. The two huntresses looked up at me. Both looked wildly savage.The more buxom Brittany h...ad adopted a tied-tight cloth halter for support. Her heaving breasts bulged in their restraint. Red specks of blood clung to the tops of her swelling mounds. She had a low-slung belt and leather machete sheath on her hips. Her long mane of blonde hair, now bleached almost white by the sun, was braided tightly to her head and hung behind her. The. They were excited.We went out to the nearby fields to join the others. The oldest flat bed truck was pressed into service to get our milking crew throwing up bales, stacking them eight high and off to the barn, pronto. Lilly, who loved doing haying near the barns, went on and on about the grass fields nearby. “It is the sweetest, greenest and nicest to work with”. She loved the smell of it cut and her love for it made me love it too. She seemed to be in her element.I wondered if the family. I said no at first but then he said he’d buy me my fav food (Taco Bell) for a month if I one and I was like YES! Lol all he wanted was for me to wash his car so I was like sure. After another hour or so, the game ended, and although it was really good the Cowboys lost. Bummed, I asked him when he wanted his car washed, then he just smiled at me and said tomorrow baby, be here at four o clock behind the crib. Literally didn’t think anything of it, so the next day I walked home after school to. .?" In a state of disbelief at the young girl in front of me, I struggle to correctly make out a single word let alone a sentence. Her bubbly cheesy smile returns, her eyes difficult to distinguish from squinting yet again. She tries to respond to what I may or may not have asked."My name is Elisabetta... But my friends call me Lizzie," she declares proudly.Elisabetta? Is that Italian or Greek? Maybe Croatian? Mind mind is wandering, almost trying to escape from the embarrassment I know I am.