He got off of me and flipped me over and it was then that I realized that I was in a pool of my own blood, I was in a dazed panic and all I could make... out was the rusty frame of his bed that was right in front of me. I couldnt make out what he was saying when all of the sudden he began to spread my buttocks and I started to feel that pressure again and then a sharp pain and really strong urge to poop, but I couldnt. I realize now that he was fingering my tiny anus in an attempt to stretch it. The winters would be too cold, and trying to drive a herd to a road for load out would be next to impossible. At best, Jake could run a few head for his own use. That being said, I noticed that there was enough wildlife to keep a body going for a long time. I also found where Jake had a truck garden growing. It was looking like Jake had sunk roots. If he wanted to, he could have stayed up here for years without coming down. I’d even tried some gold panning while I was looking around. I did find. His voice normally went lower when he was a normal level of angry; this was a higher-pitched voice instead, full of anxiety and uncertainty. He was shaking. He was scary.I squashed my back to the wall and slid past him into the kitchen. He turned to watch me pass.“What happened?” I asked my mum who was standing still, facing the kitchen top in front of the kettle.“Mr Acres denied that Emily was going out with you. Mrs Acres slapped dad.” my mum said flatly. She didn’t turn around. The kettle. ”“Never.”I rolled onto her and slipped in. We fucked like that for a while, but I couldn’t go deep enough because we both had too much around the middle. She must have wanted more because she lifted her legs up and in a wide Vee, I raised up on my knees with my legs open and plunged all the way in. That worked and I was soon plowing the south forty. Forth inch hips, that is.And that was how the night went, I would ask her if she had ever had a white man doggy fashion, she said no and we did. I.