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rid of the pillows and laid me back, lying beside me fully clothed as he plowed a huge, fat dildo in and out of me. I don't even remember coming. All I know is that I nearly blacked out, and when I got my senses back, I had cum on my stomach and my body was humming. He rolled me over, spread me, and I just lay there, sated, as he used me. It was so good. So, so good.
    He fingered me a few times in the middle of the night. He had ignored my nipples all night long, but he was back at them in the morning, and then we didn't fuck, just rubbed against each other until we came. We ate lunch in the room, and then we did an almost boring fuck, though it was still good, just me on my knees with him jacking me as he humped me.
    And then it was done. We checked out, went and got my car, and we drove home.
    “I'm going to leave it up to you,” he said as we stood outside my car back at the ranch. “I won't lie to you. I would like to do this again, but I understand your reservations. So just know that I'm open to it anytime. You knock on my door, let me know, and we'll pick this back up. Or not. Up to you. I won't look at you differently at the ranch.” He rubbed the side of his neck and looked rueful as he added, “Though I will surely be jacking off to the memory of this.”
    That made me smile. And I appreciated it, I really did. But I was determined that this would be all we did. I wasn't going to complicate my job. I didn't want to have to move again just yet, and I couldn't see how this was going to end any other way but bad if we kept on. It was going to be hard enough to work and sleep so close to him and know all I had to do was cross the driveway and there it would be, the hottest sex known to man.
    But I kept my resolve, and he kept his. We went back to the way we had been for the weeks between when I'd come to Nowhere and when we'd met in Rapid City. I think I saw him a total of seven times outside of watching him ride out into the sunset, though I didn't even do that as much anymore. I worked hard. I mean, I worked fucking hard. Tory was starting to really rely on me about the sheep, and though I shared my dad's feelings about the animals, it was clear from the manager that Loving was set on keeping them. It was never my policy to make friends with the other hands, but I was doing all right with this crew overall, better than my usual. And Tory respected me. And I liked the nearby town, where I went for banking and laundry and such.
    Really, outside of a weekend's transgression with the boss and a shitty kitchen, this was an ideal setup for me.
    As for Loving, he was true to his word. He didn't treat me different at all. Didn't even start hanging around the barn extra or anything. He made no move to woo me, and I kept my distance. There was one tense moment where we were alone in his office talking about the sheep, but you would never have known a thing from watching us. And after that, I pretty much relaxed about the issue altogether.
    Yeah, I missed it. Yeah, I wanted it. Yeah, I beat off like you would not believe to the memory of what he had done to me in Rapid City. But I was determined to be strong. I was not going to be the boss's fuck toy. I wasn't.
    And for four months, I did real well. But then I got the first letter, and fuck if I wasn't eight kinds of mess after that.
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    Chapter Three
    My cousin's name is Kayla, and she's two years younger than me. When I was having all the trouble with school, she tried to help me with my schoolwork, but she quickly became part of the problem. She meant well, but she always managed to make me feel like shit. She kept telling me I needed to work harder. Kept telling me all this stuff about how it was upsetting my mom and my dad, how poorly I was doing in school. Half our “study sessions” were her lecturing me. I was never so glad as when she gave up, and they just let me drop out like I wanted.
    When I moved out because of the porn, she