Gertrude cooked shrimp over rice. It was mediocre but I appreciated the effort for sure. I could tell she was sweet beneath her business executive ext...erior. After dinner we sipped whisky and talked. As we came to a brief silence she propositioned me, "so what'll it be? Bedroom or dessert?" I quickly chose Bedroom in my tipsy yet focused resolve. We awkwardly walked toward her bedroom where her little dog followed us. Her bed was high and antique. This was gonna be interesting. I took my clothes. Master had laid out three shiny, wet look Zentai suits on the bed, one for each of them. The suits had only small grommets placed in front of the mouth for breathing, no eyes, nor nose openings at all. Slipping into hers, Lynn felt wonderful. It was a warm, friendly cocoon to rest in, nothing could affect her. She was sealed in her own special place, as were her two new bed-mates. Together, they all climbed into the huge bed in the Master bedroom, and after some hugging and fondling, slipped. Few women could be called handsome, but Dr. Vitola was one of those few."Zoe will take care of a few preliminaries and I'll be right with you," the dentist said before stepping back into one of the other rooms where another patient was waiting."Hmmm, maybe that fortune teller was right after all," Molly thought, smiling at the coincidence.After the assistant had taken x-rays and did her cleaning, Molly found herself sitting in a half finished examining room. The referral service had said that. Wyoming was a fine place to raise cattle, as long as you were the only one doing it.When more and more people began to filter into the land, the resources soon became stressed, and that stressed Jonas.All it had taken was coming upon a sheep trail just once. He had smelled it first, and then came upon the mass of tracks that went from side to side as far as he could see from his horse. This flock of sheep had left a broad bare swath, weedless, grassless, flowerless, in their wake. Where sheep.