He stumbled a few feet from the truck with his muddy riding pants around his knees, past the front fender and out of view ... I heard him yell out as ...he fell and rolled down a tiny hill.I ran around the front of the truck and saw him sprawled out on the ground, pants around his knees damn near covered in mud. It would have been funny had he not been sprawled out on top of one of the many small cacti that littered the landscape.“Steve ... you Ok?” I asked as I rushed to his side.“Needles!” He. I swallowed hard knowing that I was continuing to melt for this girl. Nesha asked if she could show me something real quick. I hesitated and told her sure, but I had to leave in about 10 minutes. She stood up and walked over to a shelter house that was covered on 3 sides. The open side was opened to the view of the river. I felt nervous hoping no one saw me following her into the shelter house as we turned the corner to find it empty inside. Nesha grabbed my hand and guided me to sit down on. Her colors were, red, black, pink and as I use to put it, virgin white. She would ask me what color to wear for her bull for that night or, day, I sometimes had her alternate, black stockings suspenders with white panties, white with black or red panties etc.After the initial greeting, chats James would shower as he usually came straight from work, when with Nigel he would start tongue kissing my wife while placing his had inside her panties and start to finger fuck her. All hot to watch, James. That she also liked Ruben's company he discounted. She'd like anyone's company, if they got her out of the Brickhouse and into the open air. Ruben was certain that was the purpose for his assignment. Ochoa held the claim on anything more than that.The woman in question was sitting on the corner of his desk while he wrote checks, keeping the brothers company while they worked. "What was that?" he asked her, now, his reverie broken."Ruben," getting his full attention, since she seldom used his.