Doors leading off the room to two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a small kitchen. So it looked like he had a roommate sharing the accommodation. He had nev...er mentioned any roommate.She wondered if it was a female. That would not surprise her. She turned the television on, just for the background noise, and went into the bathroom, surprised to find it so clean and tidy. He had changed since he lived at home. Unless it was his roommate who kept everything so nice.She was not sure which room was. ”“Seems I might have somewhere. No Matter. I’m Obie Jackson. I own a big portion of the land around here. I run cattle and horses. Some folks think I’m the big dog in the territory. Most others are just scared of me and mine. Who’re you and what’s your bidness round here?”“Well, Mr. Jackson, I am Joshua Anderson, formerly of Maryland. I intend to settle my family out here. I was informed that Sheriff Quigley is the De Facto county recorder and real estate agent. He has suggested I take a look. I guess that the Pentecostals were right. You can lose your salvation and it’s your fault that I’m going to Hell or have to choose between the Mark and the blade... , “ Dad started to preach at me when he saw the saber in my hand, glistening and sharp, clean thanks to my power, too.“Dad, just shut up for once. Nobody made you fuck Katrina, Becky, Ryan, or Jordan. You did that of your own free will. It doesn’t matter. Your fate is sealed. You’re not going to Heaven. You and Mom are staying on. I turned around and found they had gathered behind me, 'Hi', said a really good looking one, standing over six foot with a great body and for a moment I wondered if he or they had seen me in a chat room and were here for more than a morning salutation.'Good morning', I replied courteously, looking at each of the three boys in turn, checking their packages for arousal whilst taking a deep intake of air to expand my breasts, I really fancied a session with some young flesh, especially three of.