when she had finished...larl looked around trying to figure out where she'd be needed next...but then again she wanted to see more eof the camp...so she did the unthinkable and jumping from the deck to the dirt...having to take a step upon landing...she smiled to herself cause she was no gymnast...but thankful none the less at having not broken her neck in the process....she pressed the summer kirtle over her hips.....noting the women wearing strange clothing...larl was happy she had the kirtle...it wasn't much...but it was more than they had...she wondered how long it would be before Master would have her clad kajir
Main Street
"Take a walk with me Brother...Livery has a wagon for my forgetful ass..."He chuckled as he walked with you.
Zebediah's grin widened at Rip's words, the memories of their younger days bringing a sparkle to his eyes."Family's worth sticking around for, no doubt about that. And yeah, we sure were a handful back then."
He clapped Rip on the shoulder, a mixture of relief and happiness evident in his voice.
"Covell's always been a challenge, but it’s nothing we can't handle. He'll be glad to see you, too. Three Amigos, huh? Sounds about right. We sure raised some hell together."
Zeb paused, taking in the moment before nodding firmly.
"Good to hear you're staying. There's always room for you here, Rip. This place feels more like home with you around."
He glanced around, his mind already turning to practical matters.
"Now, let's get you settled in and caught up. Got a lot of work to do, but it's good work, and it'll be easier with you here. If your good with that?."
He looked back at Rip, the grin never leaving his face.
"Welcome home, brother."
Drags the pig to a post with a ring mounted on top
quiding its nose leash thru the ring then pulling its head thru
then pulling the ring tight around its necka hard slap to the pigs black ass
looks into a place where I have not been in a while
Being tugged by my nose..no choice but to follow on all fours...
tummy fluttering in fear
knowing how cruel he is
when she had finished...she grabbed a rep and dried her hands...the same girl noting that she finished....took larl by the arm and walked out on the deck...she spoke win a soft voice...saying her name was lyla...she had belonged to some outrider but as of late she hadn't seen Him...trying to smile...larl spoke in an equally soft voice so that only the girl could here...Men are like that sometimes...she nodded and continued the talk...letting a girl know some of the many chores that plagued a camp in the middle of the plains
looks in again
Main Street
"Better to try out them possibilities around family than out where my ass is all alone. You figured right brother."He shrugged his shoulders softly that brin given way to a smile
"Hell brother it ain't been any of ours at times."
Memories started flooding his mind of the three of us and he had to chuckle cause we were knuckleheads sometimes
"Thanks Brother it is good to be back. Has Covell gotten that bad? It will be good to see him to, we got to get the what was it they called us three musketeers or something like that, back together again."
He thought of Elarra and the wanting to figure out the puzzle that is her, and then how much like family you and Zeb are
"Oh I am staying Zeb this man is home to stay."
checkup
well look
well trained pork that what I like to seelaughing
reaching in and taking hold of its nose leash
giving a tug"you will do
hmm
she looked to me with a bright smile....she pointed to the wash basin and told me plates needed washing and of course the many vessels....larl stooped beneath the counter to find some soap flakes...reaching into a sack of she pulled forth a handful ...tossing it in the basin...she found a kettle of water heating on some warming stones....pouring the hot liquid in the basin before adding cooler water ...she thought was taken from a nearby spring, pouring it so that the water remained warm...then began the arduous task of washing the many plates and eating wear....dunking it in rinse water and placing them in drying racks
Departs
as she sees him coming she goes to the fence
kneeling up...
oinkkkk
oinkkkkkkkk
the rush of shame from acting like this still so strong
Looks
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padding past her Masters wagons, she continued on her path...tiny feet causing little clouds of dirt to spring up beneath her steps...she tried peering within the yurts but not truly seeing....so she found a wagon and took the steps up until she stood on its deck...the flap was opened so she peered inside...she noted many slaves the about the yurt preparing meals...so she stepped inside and asked a kettle if there was anything she might help with
walking past the cage carrying the long electric prod
sighs