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For how many wounds Joan, Robert and Allison had, the girls were amazed at how quickly they faded away. Skin seemed to smooth out and come back together almost magically. That also meant no more close body inspections, Darn.
Joan was not used to not having somewhere to go and something to do. She decided to pretty up the yard with some flowers and plants. She also wanted to talk to Malinara, just them. Maybe she could figure out what it would take to get them to live for themselves. She took Malinara on a trip into town for some supplies.
Driving easy down the road, Joan asked, "You feel you have to be a slave?"
"It's what I am," Malinara said with a shrug. "We've had masters who weren't the kindest to us, but we stayed loyal. When Robert arrived and became our master, it was great!" She giggled. "At first he was confused. He wanted to work in the kitchen, then he said he had to go get a job! Hanna was hurting, he wouldn't let her work. He made her rest. He's been very kind to us. I never want to lose that."
"You can do so much more now," Joan coaxed. "You can go places, go see things. You do know each of you has a few hundred thousand dollars from all that coin Bob gave you."
"Call hm Robert, please," Malinara said with a sigh. "Robert gave us that money to hold for him. It's not ours."
"It is yours," Joan stated. "Look, he wanted you to have that money so you can go do things. He gave it to you as a reward for all the years you were slaves, because you've been so loyal."
"Robert is very generous. Do you know what he wants us to buy with it?"
"Anything you want!" Joan cried. "Go buy some new clothes, take a trip to the Grand Canyon, learn how to drive and buy a car and go on a vacation. Go visit a zoo, or an aquarium. There's hundreds of things you can do."
Malinara looked at Joan and said, "Thank you for taking time with me. I feel you're trying to understand me and I appreciate it. The thing is, we're happy here with Robert and you. I know you get upset with us, and we're trying. The truth is, each of us fears being alone. Being with our master gives us comfort and purpose."
Joan frowned for a moment, then said, "All right, how about we all take a trip together. Something simple, we'll go to the beach."
"What's a beach?"
"You'll see."
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Joan got her flower seeds, pots and soil, then took Malinara to get some clothes. Malinara blushed at the nice dress Joan showed her.
"That is real pretty," Malinara said meekly.
Joan held it up to her. "Go try it on, looks like it will fit."
The dress fit nicely. Joan got a pair of sheer black stockings and a pair of flats for her feet. She then got a hair brush and brushed Malinara's hair, then steered Malinara to a full length mirror and asked, "What do you think?"
Malinara stared at herself then spun and hugged Joan. "I...I'm beautiful!"
Joan chuckled at her. "Let's go show the other girls, then you can go do some shopping together."
Joan soon found out she had unleashed a monster. They all had their Debit cards with their money on it, Joan showed them how to internet shop. Crowded around the laptop, They spent the rest of the day clothes shopping and picking out 'pretty' shoes.
Malinara had to show Robert her dress. Finding him cutting back some bushes to widen the yard, Malinara asked, "Robert, do you like this?"
Bob looked, then looked again. Malinara was in a dress and looking beautiful. "Wow, you look really good," he said honestly.
"Joan showed us how we can buy more stuff too!" Malinara beamed. "Can we go to the beach?"
"Ah sure, you're going to need bikinis."
"Then we'll get them!" Malinara said happily and went back to the house to go buy some.
Bob watched her go. Yeah, that dress looked really nice on her.
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Bob bought an SUV with three rows of seats to take everyone to the beach. He stopped by his mother's house on the way home. Poking his head in the door, he called, "Mom?"
"In here, Casanova."
He wondered why she called him that. Oh, right. The slave girls. "Mom, I never intended for that to happen," he said as he came in. "They were badly abused, I couldn't leave them there!"
Carol came into the living room wearing a sour face. "I'm surprised Joan hasn't left you yet. It's FOUR tarts you got, isn't it?"
"Yeah," he said with a sigh. "We're trying to figure out how to get them to move on."
"In the mean time, Joan is pulling her hair out trying to deal with them," Carol stated. "I can almost understand the three's company with Joan and Allison, they are dedicated to each other. You do know if Joan gets fed up and walks away, Allison's going with her."
"I know, Mom," he said in a defeated tone. "Mom, those girls are ... not right in the head, OK? They have money, they can leave any time they want. They refuse to! They would rather die first, and yeah, I'm worried they just might!"
"They are playing you, Bob," Carol stated. "Yes, they got a nice big house and they don't have to work."
"That's not it, Mom. None of them are bums. They aren't after a free ride," Bob said firmly.
"Then get them jobs," Carol stated. "See how long they hang around after they know they have to go to work every day."
Bob looked at his mother. As he thought about it, he said, "You know that is a good idea. Make them get out every day."
"Bob," Carol said firmly. "If you really care about Joan, you'll find a way to get rid of those interlopers."
"I will. Somehow, I will."
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Bob went to the sheriff's office to see if anyone in town needed help. Unfortunately, with the influx of Mexicans who used to be migrant workers, all the jobs he knew about were filled.
"There is one possibility," the sheriff told him. "Going up around your lake, the road is growing a few potholes. Now that's private land so road crews don't go up there, but maybe John could hire a few road workers to get the road in better shape."
That was an idea. Bob went up to see John.
John met Bob in his office. John heard Bob's proposal and said, "That would be great. They will have to be trained on some equipment, but we can do that. They will each be getting paid for their work."
"Super, I'd like to help them become independent." Bob agreed.
"Get them out of your and Joan's hair," John said knowingly.
"We got the garden tractor that has a plow for leveling, and that roller to pack down fill holes. Shovels too. I think we can do it," Bob said.
Heading home, Bob was set to get the harem road crew to work. Going inside, he noticed the dinning room table had all kinds of clothes and packages spread on it. Around the table in various states of dress, the girls were trying on clothes. Dina had pink bikini bottoms on, Hanna had a nice low cut blouse on - that was it, Jo was smoothing out the dress she just put on and Malinara had fishnet stockings a garter and high heels on so she wasn't completely naked.
"Ah, shouldn't you be doing that in your rooms?" Bob asked.
"Robert!" they all cried and turned to him. Malinara put her hands on her hips and said, "Look! Isn't this great?"
"Sexy as hell," he said vacantly. it was, too. "Where's Joan and Allie?"
"Out doing yard work," a bottomless Hanna said, pointing. "We're going to help after we look at our new clothes."
"Have fun," he said and aimed himself at the door, focusing on getting outside.
Bob made it outside and managed not to stare at all the girl flesh on display. It was getting hot in here.
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Joan and Allison was all for putting the girls to work outside the house. Bob got the tractor out, the roller and a cart, and put tools in the cart. He was also going to need some traffic cones and a couple of those reflective vests.
Two hours later, the girls came outside ready to work. They all wore flowery hats on their heads. Bob let them know they had road work to do. Since it was going to be them, he taught Dina to drive the tractor and showed them how to hook things up on it.
They took it better than Bob thought they would. He walked up the drive, Dina driving the tractor behind him, pulling the cart and the roller. Dina caught on quick on how to flatten the road. She plowed the center hump down. Malinara and Jo grabbed shovels to redistribute the dirt, then Hanna disconnected the cart and hooked the roller on so Dina could pack it down. When not hooking things up, Hanna watched for traffic.
A few hours of work and the road in this spot anyway, was looking much smoother.
"This is going to be your job now, keeping up the road around the lake. You're the only ones available to do it." Bob told them.
"We will!"
Bob was glad they seemed excited about their new job. On the way home, they also found they could ride in the cart. Since Bob's road crew used alcohol for fueling the tractor, John let them fill up at the alcohol plant. As they worked, they got tips on how to make and keep the road smooth, including using crushed stone. John even got them a pickup truck so they could go get loads of crushed stone. Dina was nervous at first, but driving that was almost like driving the tractor, and it held a lot more.
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With the harem girls out fixing the road, it was finally feeling like they had their house back again. At least during the day. Coming back home after being gone all day, the girls ate dinner, then cleaned up and relaxed. Bob mistakenly thought this was the first big step to their independence.
Joan and Allie had a meeting with their team in Austin. Thinking everything was fine now, they left and took the plane. That night, Bob went into the bathroom to get a shower, and found Dina and Jo already in there.
"Ah, excuse me," he said and moved to leave. Hanna was in the doorway behind him. "Robert, just go in," she coaxed.
"Yeah, join us," Dina called.
"I probably shouldn't," he said and back away from Hanna.
"Nonsense, we are yours," Hanna told him and doft her robe.
Dina came out naked and wet and coaxed him out of his shirt, then his shorts. Being so close to them, he got hard.
"Let's not waste that," Dina said and sat up on the counter and pulled him close. In the kisses and petting that followed, Dina guided him in.
"Oh, yes," she cooed.
Bob couldn't help himself. He had Dina right there on the counter. Before he knew it, they were peaking and Jo appeared to sit on the counter by them. Gripping each other tight, he exploded with Dina, She was smaller, but kept him pulled tight against her until he was spent.
"Oh, a party!" Malinara said with a grin as she came in.
Feeling a bit dizzy, Bob was guided into the shower where where they washed him and made sure he had plenty of kisses and fondled every boob under the presence of washing them. As his member grew again, Malinara washed it and went down on him to make it hard once more. He wanted her. He pulled her up and grabbed her butt cheeks to lift her up against the wall. She wrapped her legs round him. He sank inside her as they kissed deeply. Being a second time, he was much slower reaching climax, and by her squeaks and soft cries, Malinara was loving it. She gripped him tight and cried out.
Hanna was next, and Bob was aching to climax again, so he had her up against the wall. Lost in carnal bliss, he pounded her hard. Hanna was loving it.
When Bob got out of the shower, he swore he was too sore to move. It didn't even fully register to him that when he got back to his room, he laid with his head buried in Hanna's pillows, and Jo was cuddled up on his other side, waiting her turn. He passed out.
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In the morning, Bob awoke to Jo leaning up on an elbow towards him. "Morning, Robert," she said sweetly. "We have to go soon, so if you want some, get it while you can."
Right there in front of his face was a pruned up nipple. He only meant o give it a quick suckle, but with Jo's sexiness and eagerness, she had him before he got up.
Breakfast was quick with four happy girls. They all kissed him goodbye as they filed out to go to work. Bob watched them go then sat down hard. It was true, he was a male slut and he couldn't resist them. In his mind, his mother was glaring at him.
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The Austin acoustics had been watching the court case against the NFL. Coach Baker told Joan, "The Judge has ruled that by making a rule that singles you out, it is a case of discrimination. He awarded you 3.5 million in damages. The NFL has put in an appeal, so it's not over yet. It will most likely be next year before the appeal is heard. This is a delaying tactic so they don't have to pay you right away. Dallas also has a judgement against them for another 1.4 million."
"Since they can't win, they are going to stall as long as possible," Joan understood.
"Yep, and pull every trick possible to stretch it out and maybe get away without paying." he said. "I don't know why they are being so stubborn. They really are digging themselves a hole. Teams are disassociating themselves with the NFL, here's even talk of a new league forming to replace them. Their stocks are dropping and their merchandise is not selling well. Some teams are returning to the AFL. The AFL is making their point, as we are, that they do not practice discrimination."
"No chance of them just removing their stupid rule so all this shit can be dropped?" Joan asked.
"Doubt it. People like the ones in charge of the NFL are used to being obeyed. Even if it doesn't look good for them, they will just wait for the flack to blow over. While they are delaying, they will be selling off whatever they can so they can show they have no assets. Sell a building, then rent it out, tricks like that."
"Some things just suck," Joan groused. "So, we're going to have a regular schedule?"
"We are. and our first games have the stadium packed already," he said with a grin. "April fifth, be here for practice. You are recovered from those wounds you got, right?"
"Yeah, all healed up. Allie is too. We're ready to play."
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Bob got the girl's lunches and cold drinks in the back of the Bronco and drove around to find them working at the road by the Connor's place. Behind them was smooth, flat road. He stopped along the side and called out, "Lunch! time!"
Four happy faces smiled at him. They were sweaty but in a good mood. He opened up the back and let them have at it. Cold drinks were the first thing they grabbed.
"We can come home for lunch, You don't have to bring it to us, Robert," Hanna told him.
"You're out here working, I'm just supporting you," he replied.
"We appreciate it, but you don't have to," Marinara told him, then took another big guzzle of her drink.
"I appreciate you taking on this job. it's not very glamours, and hard work, but something that needs to be done. You're also doing a good job at it."
"We're happy to do it." Jo said.
"Especially after last night," Hanna said with a grin.
As they ate, Delilah came up the road and stopped by them. "Wow, look at the road! You girls are doing a great job!"
"Thank you" they chorused.
"Bob! I converted that big pile of coins into cash and put it in the bank for you," Delilah said, "And got you a balance. Dallas paid you too." She handed him the receipt.
Bob looked at it and gaped. "Holy shit! Three point seven million!"
"You're swimming in it," Delilah said with a grin. "I also paid these girl's weekly wages into their accounts. They have been making 14 an hour, and working ten hours a day. They keep this up and that will be growing quickly."
"Pretty soon, they will want their own houses," Bob said with a chuckle.
"No."
Bob looked to see four faces frowning at him. "Why not, a place that's all yours?" he asked.
"We got our rooms, what do we each need a whole house for?" Malinara asked.
"Really, what good is it living by yourself?" Jo asked.
"We are yours, Bob, we don't need our own place." Hanna added.
"Are you teasing us?" Dina asked.
Delilah giggled at them. "I'm heading to the store on your nice, smooth road here. Have a good day!" She drove off.
"If you want to give us rewards, have more shower parties," Hanna said.
"And more cuddle time," Jo said softly.
"I'm really liking the new clothes too," Malinara added.
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Flying back home, Allison was deep in thought for a while, then said, "Joan, you and Bob should get married."
"What about you?" Joan asked.
"I'm liking what I got, and it won't put Bob in the 'poligamy' bracket."
"You're not seriously worried about that, are you?" Joan asked. "We're talking there's a whole friggin harem jerking at Bob's shorts! What's two wives? If people don't like it, screw them! Dad and Moms do OK, don't they?"
"I really don't like the harem thing," Allison grumbled.
"Neither do I. Until we can get them to change, it's kill them or deal with them. It is a bit easier with them working out of the house. I'm thinking if we get them used to going out and doing things, they will want to do that more, and start going out by themselves."
"One can only hope," Allison said with a sigh.
"Let's go out to dinner tonight, we haven't done that like forever," Joan beamed. "The harem got their new clothes, so they will be presentable."
Allison eyed Joan. "You want to take them along with us?"
"Yes, show them it can be fun to go out and eat. We also got time to take a beach trip before we start the season."
"Joan, hon, I think you're brain's getting affected by them."
"No, I'm just desperately thinking of stuff to coax them out and on their way," Joan admitted.
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Hearing the plane come in, Bob went out and tied it up. "Is it all good?" he asked.
Allison leaned close to him and said, "I think Joan's going nuts."
"I am not. I just thought it would be nice if we all went out to dinner for a change," Joan told her.
"The diner?" Bob asked.
"No! Really go out to dinner," Joan said. "The restaurant up at the hotel on the big lake. You know, dressed nice and everything."
"We can do that," Bob agreed. A night out with Joan and Alison would be a nice evening.
Bob was surprised when the girls came home and Joan told them, "Clean up and get your dresses on, we're all going out tonight! after you're dressed, we'll do your hair."
"All of us?" Bob asked her.
"Yes, so drag your sport coat out."
Bob made the reservation for seven people. Lake view seats. Joan and Allison got their nice dresses on, then helped with hair. Dina had a red dress on, so Joan put her hair up in a braid. Allison noted Malinara's medium blue dress and gave her pigtails in her long red hair to came down over her chest. Jo's black dress went good with a ponytail. Hanna liked Malinara's pigtails, so she had Joan do that with her hair also.
The new SUV was filled. Joan sat in the front passenger seat, Allison was in the second seat with Malinara and Dina, Hanna and Jo sat in the third seat. Even this car was barely big enough to fit them all in.
On the way to town, they noted places where the road needed to be fixed.
"We're going to need a gas can to refill the tractor when we get down the road a ways here," Dina noted.
"Maybe a trailer to carry everything on?" Bob asked.
"Yes! can we get one?" Dina asked.
"We'll look tomorrow, that truck has a hitch, doesn't it?"
"It does!"
"I'll take them down trailer shopping," Joan said.
"Thank you Joan!"
Bob noted that with the road work the girls were doing, Joan and Allison were getting along better with them.
They got to the restaurant and were shown to their table. Jo, Dina, Malinara and Hanna were beaming, taking their seats. Bob sat on the end with Joan and Allison bracketing him. Jo and Malinara were on Joan's side, Dina and Hanna on Allison's. They fawned over the candles, gold edged plates and shining silver on the table.
"This is really nice!" Hanna said, gazing at the table ware.
A waitress come by with the menus and got the drink orders. Bob noted that each menu item had a delicious looking picture by it. Quick figuring told him it was going to be at least a 300 dollar bill.
"What do we get?" Jo asked Joan.
"Anything you want. The whole point is to pick the meal you want. If something looks good, try it," Joan replied.
"What are you having?" Jo asked.
"I like red meat, I'm thinking a porterhouse steak," Joan replied.
"Wow, look at the size of this crayfish, it's HUGE!" Malinara swooned.
"It's called a lobster," Allison told her.
"I want one!"
Bob had to admit, it was fun watching them figure out what they wanted. The one Bob as eager to see was the blackened catfish Hanna ordered.
"Hanna, that is very spicy." he warned.
"It looks good."
"It's your mouth."
Noting the different orders, Bob got a sampler plate of crayfish and and a basket of fried vegetables for snacking as well as his own dinner of a nice, thick steak with a baked potato and asparagus. The snack plates came first. Malinara picked up a crayfish and frowned. "They looked bigger in the picture."
"Those are crayfish, your lobster is going to be bigger," Allison assured her.
"Small, but yummy," Malinara said, and grabbed another one.
When their plates came Bob watched Hanna. She smiled upon seeing and smelling her catfish. Allison watched her too. Hanna took a forkfull and ate it. She paused then pumped her fists and moaned. "It burns, but it's soo goood!"
It was a fun dinner. Jo made love to her steak chewing slowly with pleasant moans, Hanna bore tears but polished off her blackened catfish, Malinara dug every bit of meat out of her lobster, then scarfed down the leftover crayfish.
After diner, they had drinks. They all got something different and passed glasses around, taking sips of each others to see what they tasted like. Jack and Coke was a popular one, as was Captain Morgan and strawberry brandy. There were a few refills of those. When they were done, Bob paid the bill. They waddled back out to the car. All the way back home they talked about their dinner out.
Joan and Allison were feeling good and when they got in bed, Bob had a great time with the loves of his life. Joan still loved him draining her breasts, and they did taste really good. Taking their time, they had a great night.
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Bob laid back in the pool in Mexico between Joan and Allison. Relaxing and out of the heat, this was nice.
Men from the airborne men also came into the pool in nothing by their underwear.
"Whoa, check out those tata's!" one man cried as he eyed Joan relaxing in the pool.
A couple men waded over to cast leering looks at Joan. "Hi, We're in the 32nd airborne. Are you girls in the army?"
"Texas Third Division," Joan replied.
"You are really sexy,"one man said.
Another added, "We haven't had any companionship for a while. I'd love to get buried in those mounds of yours."
"We'll treat you good, babe, come with us for a while?" a man asked and held his hand out.
"She can't" Bob stated.
"Yes, she can, we'll make her our goddess,"
"Anything she wants," another hand reached out for Joan.
Joan reached up and clasped their hands. "It's just for a little while," Joan said.
"You can't do that!" Bob said.
"Yes she can, and I bet she's really good at it too."
"They just need some comfort," Joan offered.
"Oh yeah." another man agreed as they helped Joan stand up.
"No!" Bob said and tried to get up. Suddenly men to his sides were holding him down.
"Easy, bub, we'll give her back after after we're done with her."
"Unless she likes us better. Don't worry, I'm sure you still can find someone to have sex with. This luscious babe is too much for you."
Bob desperately tried to get up as men bracketed Joan with their arms around her. He also noted another man had Allison in a bride's carry , Kissing her as he carried her away.
No! This can't be happening. Bob struggled to get up. he forced himself up, desperate to stop them from being taken away.
Bob sat up in bed, panting. At first, he was confused, he was home, not in Mexico. That had seemed so real!
"Bob?" Joan asked and looked up at him.
All Bob could think about was Joan was here, not going off with other men. He flopped back down and hugged her tight. "Thank God," he whispered.
Joan hugged him back. "I take it you had a nightmare?"
"Yeah. It seemed real." he said and kissed her. "I was scared I was going to lose you."
Joan looked into his eyes. "I've felt that way recently also."
Returning her gaze, Bob petted her hair. "Yeah, I can see that. Joan, honey, I'm so sorry. This harem thing has to stop. I have to stop it. I wanted to help those girls, not drive you away. I'm so sorry."
Joan offered him a smile. "I know you have a good heart, Bob. It's your common sense I worry about."
A hand slapped on Bob's shoulder. Allison's head peeked up beside his. "No shit, Joan. Think we can take him to a doctor and get his penis made detachable? I got room for it in my purse."
Joan burst out laughing. Bob had to snicker a bit too. It just might be safer if they held onto it for him.
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It was already 4 am and with a problem they all knew had to be fixed, they discussed what to do about the harem girls. First thing was, while they were home, Joan or Allison would stay by Bob to keep the horny harem girls away. One thing Joan noticed, as Bob did, was those girls wanted their 'master'. They insisted on 'master and slave' rules, so if Bob 'sold' them to someone, they had to obey. They just had to go find some suitable men to take these girls.
Other items they decided on was an absolute minimum of any sex with them - since Allison couldn't hold Bob's dick for him, and try to increase the road crew with a few men for those girls to interact with.
After breakfast in the morning and once the road crew was out working, Joan went down to the sheriff's office to ask about anyone looking for work. Going in she saw Anne was there.
"Hey Anne, we need a few guys for road work. Anyone been asking about jobs?"
Anne nodded. "A couple post grads from college, and a boy just out of high school asked. I take it this is temporary work?"
"Up to them. John's paying 14 an hour, the crew usually works 10 hours a day," Joan told her.
Anne tipped her head. "Is there any requirements I'm sensing?" she asked with a grin.
Joan decided to tell her. "Yes, It will really help if they need girlfriends. Not casual, but if they really want slave level loyal girlfriends. We're going to try to ... OK, sell off Bob's harem. We want guys who will treat them good."
Anne laughed. "I see! That should make a few guys happy. So, how much is the going price for one of Bob's harem girls?"
Joan frowned. "Not much. I think a solid promise to take care of them should be enough. We're not looking to make money off them, just get them off on their own."
"I'll keep an eye out for prospective employees for you," Anne said with a smirk. "These girls are truly slave quality? They won't be bother by say, a skinny geek with thick glasses?"
"I highly doubt it. Bob got them by killing their former master, and they all just latched tight onto him without a second thought," Joan told her.
"He is security for them," Anne said with a nod.
"Right, so we need other guys to be their security." Joan agreed.
"I'll screen them for you. If I think they are suitable, should I sent them up to your place?"
"Yes, call Bob and tell him."
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Bob was glad the sheriff's secretary was going to look for men to come work on the road crew. It was the next day he and Allison (Since he wasn't to be alone with the girls) made up their lunches and drove down not far past the Connor place, stopped behind the road crew and passed out their lunches.
The girls eagerly came over and as usual, the first thing they grabbed was cold drinks.
"The road is almost looking pavement quality, nice job," Bob noted.
Dina announced, "We made a discovery, the fine crushed stone we put down, we put water on it before we pack it down. The next day it's completely solid!"
"Yeah, it works great we just have to be careful getting water from the lake. Those dragons hang out by the shore and some of them are really big, You gotta be quick!" Malinara added.
Bob stared at her. "You get water from the lake? That's dangerous," he cried.
"Guys! No more getting water straight from the lake!" Allison chided.
"No shit, we'll get a barrel so you can fill up with water from home," Bob added.
Meekly, Hanna said, "We just wanted to do the best job we can."
"I know that," Bob said with a sigh, "But don't endanger yourselves! I'll make you a barrel, OK?"
They nodded and dug into their lunches.
Bob saw the sheriff's car coming. It wasn't the sheriff, but his secretary that was driving. A man was with her. She pulled up and stopped by them.
"Hey Anne!" Bob greeted with a wave.
"Hi Bob, girls," Anne replied with her own wave. "Bob this guy needs a job, and he does need a low profile place in Driftwood, if you get my meaning," she said knowingly.
Bob nodded. "If he doesn't mind road work, we can do that. It's 14 an hour, normally ten hour days," he said, looking into the car.
"That's fine, is there a place I can stay?" the man asked.
"At the house. If you don't mind, there's a building by the lake we can make into yours." Bob offered.
"That will be good." the man said and got out. Bob noticed he had a travel backpack and his clothes looked worn. The man came around the front of the car and extended his hand. "Bruce Banner."
"Robert Tanner," Bob replied and shook his hand. "After lunch here, I'll take you down to the house so we can get you settled."