"Aisha assumed that he was done with her and tried to get off the bed, but Michael grabbed her arm and pulled at her burqa."I'm not done with you litt...le girl."Aisha protested, saying "No man is allowed to see me naked, except my future husband."Michael paid her no mind as he smiled and began to slowly remove her burqa."You don't have any choice Aisha, I'm going to do with you whatever I want."Aisha tried to resist, but was not strong enough to prevent him from removing the garment. She stood. Maybe … when I hear … depending.”She stroked his shoulder. “Come and talk to me any time, okay? You know you can. Until then, though, what are we going to do?” He looked up at her. His look was amazing. Here a naked woman was sitting on his desk right next to him and his whole attention was only on her the concern she was giving. “In the mean time, I want you to slow down a bit. Take some time to review your work. These things are stressful, Brad. I get it. I’ll discretely move a. I doubt I would even notice the push mower being a pain now. At least the weed eater is the same one I have used for years.The only difference I found with the weed eater is that we now had an edging attachment. I had cut, edged, blown, and cleaned the grass off the mower in under ninety minutes. Now bored, I looked over at Mrs. Barnes’ and old Mr. Jones’s houses, they were usually out puttering around in their yards this time of day. Since both seemed to not be home, I went over to cut, trim,. Several brown cows were munching on the tall grass beyond the fence. "My little ranch. I can't believe I've never brought you here before." Wow. How big is it?" Vannessa asked, her wide eyes trying to take in everything!Jessi pointed up toward the 'horizon' to a definite change in terrain – from tall, wavy grasses where two dozen cows grazed, to wild brush and trees – and told her, "This is the land I was allocated after the 'Great Migration'. That's maybe a couple miles up, then a couple miles.