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I truly loved my little brother Bobby, but he was one dumb cowboy.
First, he broke Mamma's heart by marrying that tramp daughter of Digger Barnes. Then, he had the audacity to move her right into Southfork. It's no wonder Paw went off and got himself killed in that helicopter crash. He did it so he could roll over in his grave.
She was a fine looking filly, no question of that. Probably a three ring circus in the sack. From where I was standing, I could see her poolside, wearing that skimpy blue bikini, tight body glistening with suntan oil.....
Lord, I need another drink........
Pam wasn't the only sight worth seeing. The ranch was crawling with beautiful women. My wife Sue Ellen was out there as well. She was a pretty little piece of fluff when I married her, but she had matured into one beautiful woman. Too bad she was a lush and a tramp.
Still, bedding her was still worthwhile.
When I wasn't bedding one of my mistresses.
There were three of them in the pool right now. And my lovely wife didn't have a clue.
God bless Bourbon.
My niece Lucy was there too. She was a tiny thing, but built like you wouldn't believe. I was starting to have thoughts about her that weren't proper for an uncle to have.
Still, knowing her mother -- that slut waitress Valene -- there probably wasn't a drop of Ewing blood in her.
Besides. I wasn't looking to marry her. Just......
Well.
Food for thought.
I put my drink down. There was a party tonight, and everyone who was everyone would be there.
Brother Bobby, of course.
That damned ranchhand Ray Krebbs would take one of his rare showers and show up.
Sue Ellen had invited her sister Kristin. She was a pistol.
Mamma had even offered an olive branch to that loser Cliff Barnes.
I picked up my drink again.
Cliff Barnes.
At Southfork.
I wondered if he could even get a date.
It was going to be one wild shindig, or my name wasn't J.R. Ewing........
First, he broke Mamma's heart by marrying that tramp daughter of Digger Barnes. Then, he had the audacity to move her right into Southfork. It's no wonder Paw went off and got himself killed in that helicopter crash. He did it so he could roll over in his grave.
She was a fine looking filly, no question of that. Probably a three ring circus in the sack. From where I was standing, I could see her poolside, wearing that skimpy blue bikini, tight body glistening with suntan oil.....
Lord, I need another drink........
Pam wasn't the only sight worth seeing. The ranch was crawling with beautiful women. My wife Sue Ellen was out there as well. She was a pretty little piece of fluff when I married her, but she had matured into one beautiful woman. Too bad she was a lush and a tramp.
Still, bedding her was still worthwhile.
When I wasn't bedding one of my mistresses.
There were three of them in the pool right now. And my lovely wife didn't have a clue.
God bless Bourbon.
My niece Lucy was there too. She was a tiny thing, but built like you wouldn't believe. I was starting to have thoughts about her that weren't proper for an uncle to have.
Still, knowing her mother -- that slut waitress Valene -- there probably wasn't a drop of Ewing blood in her.
Besides. I wasn't looking to marry her. Just......
Well.
Food for thought.
I put my drink down. There was a party tonight, and everyone who was everyone would be there.
Brother Bobby, of course.
That damned ranchhand Ray Krebbs would take one of his rare showers and show up.
Sue Ellen had invited her sister Kristin. She was a pistol.
Mamma had even offered an olive branch to that loser Cliff Barnes.
I picked up my drink again.
Cliff Barnes.
At Southfork.
I wondered if he could even get a date.
It was going to be one wild shindig, or my name wasn't J.R. Ewing........
