“Thanks, Jerry.” Cassidy loads the bags of corn into the back of her uncle’s old pick-up truck.

She already had a few bags of sugar and some brand-new containers. She picked-up to fill with the moonshine she was planning to make. She pulls her panties from her butt crack. Arthur had made love to her before he left for work.

Once the bags of corn were loaded, she hops into the truck and heads back to her horse ranch. She heads up her driveway and takes the right-hand dirt path that leads to the barn. She turns the truck around and back into the barn to unload the truck. She drops the tailgate and starts moving the bags of sugar and the corn to a cart.

Once the cart is loaded, she pulls it back to where the plastic barrels are and start making the mash she was going to need to ferment. Once she has everything mixed properly. She seals the barrels and waits. She hides the barrels; just in case someone from the ATF come by to inspect her place.

Cassidy goes about cleaning the area up and feeding the horses. She wonders what will happen to the antique store. She really loves that place and the people who come in.

She pulls the money she has been saving for her surgery and count it. She had close to twelve thousand dollars. If she sells all the moonshine she is making right now, she could come up with another six thousand. Maybe she could see about getting a loan and buying the store.

She grabs her purse and heads towards the bank she has been dealing with and that held the mortgage of her uncle’s place. She hopes Mr. Fould-Springer will help her out. She takes her car and drives to the bank. Once she has arrived, she heads inside to talk with Mr. Fould-Springer about getting a business loan.

Cassidy comes down from Mr. Fould-Springer’s office happy. He had informed her, that if she was willing to assume responsibility for the loan that her boss had on the place. He would finance her. Also, in exchange for this favor, she would have to give him 30 gallons of her vanilla cherry moonshine. That part they would keep quiet between them.

She heads towards the antique store and head inside. She was going to have to change the locks and have everything put in her name. She
walks through and takes inventory of everything that they currently had on stoke. Some of the stuff she knew she could markdown, to sell fast. Some of it, she wanted to get top dollar for.

By the time she was done doing inventory, she locks the place up and heads towards Arthur’s place. She was supposed to have dinner with him. She arrives at his place and could hear gunfire coming from inside Arthur’s place. She parks her car and sneaks up towards his place. When she looked in one of the windows, she notices Arthur fighting with the gentleman they passed on the highway. The one she had Arthur throw her bra onto the windshield.

She pulls her cellphone out and calls the Sheriff department. Why was this guy coming after Arthur? She watches as the two men go at it.
Arthur had managed to knock the gun out of the other guy's hand. Cassidy notices that the other guy didn’t stand a chance in a hand-to-hand attack with Arthur. Arthur’s military training was showing through and he was beating the hell out of the other guy.

Cassidy stands up and heads inside the house. Arthur had stopped punching the guy.

“Looks like there’s a new sheriff in town.”

Arthur looks over towards her “how long have been there?”

“Not long. I saw you disarmed him and then beat the living daylights out of him. Who is he and why did he come after you?” Cassidy was curious about who and why the guy came after Arthur.

“Don’t know, but I will find out.” He looks up when hears hear sirens coming towards his home.

Cassidy heard them as well “I called them.”

“Thanks.” Arthur heads towards the downstairs bathroom to tend the blood on his fist.

Cassidy wonders who the person was as well. He was the same guy that drove by them when they went to Captain D’s.

“Who are you?”

The sheriff department arrives and takes over the crime scene. Arthur and Cassidy go and sit outside, while the department takes photos and do forensic. Cassidy takes Arthur’s hand into her own and looks at the “you're going to be sore later.”

“Maybe, but I’ll live.” Arthur removes his hand out of hers.

The next few hours, Cassidy stays with Arthur. Once the teams and clean-up crew leave. Her and Arthur head up to his bedroom and get ready for bed.

She lays down next to Arthur and enjoys feeling his arms wrap around her slender waist. She wishes her plumbing was correct because she would love to feel him inside her, other than her ass. She listens to Arthur’s breathing as he falls asleep.

She lays there next to him feeling his manhood pressing against her panty bottom. She wonders if she should tell him she was taking over the antique store. She hopes she can make it work.

Cassidy finally falls asleep and hope there aren’t any surprises tomorrow.

Cassidy is woken, when Arthur gets out of bed and heads towards the bathroom. She glances towards the clock on her side of the bed and
notices it was six in the morning. She moans as she tries to force her body to get out of bed.

She finally manages to get up and goes to use the other bathroom. She figures Arthur was going to be a while. As she finishes her business and heads back to the master bedroom, she hears the shower going.

A smile appears on her face as she takes her nightclothes off and joins Arthur in the shower. Afterward, they head out of the bathroom and get dress in the clothes she wore yesterday.

“I can make breakfast for you.” Cassidy looks at Arthur as he double checks his uniform.

“I’ll grab something on the way, sweetie.” Arthur plants a kiss on Cassidy’s cheek.

Cassidy follows Arthur downstairs and out to her car. She follows him for a while, before stopping at her favorite Circle K to grab a cup of coffee and an apple Danish. She heads home and changes her clothes. She figures she should head to the store and open it up for business since she was the new owner.