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Chapter 3

Cassidy and Eli

Megan showed up early for the evening shift a couple of days later. Not many of the girls had already arrived. Claribelle was leaning against the wall over by Henry as he washed up in the sink. Daisy and Sophie were father inside, talking to each other quietly.

"Good afternoon, Megan." Henry said, smiling at her. CB just winked. It seemed to be her greeting of choice.

"Hello, Henry." She replied.

He straightened up, shaking his hands a couple times before reaching for a clean towel, "Well... You've been doing this for a few shifts now. I suppose you must have come up with a few more questions to ask."

She nodded. It was in fact why she decided to come in early, "Yes, actually. You don't mind?"

He shrugged, "Fire away."

She had a lot of questions, but there was one really big one that had been nagging at her, "Who fathered all the children? Henry, I'm not trying to judge... But who..."

"Oh, gods... Nothing like you might be thinking." He said, laughing a little as he did so, "We buy the semen and inseminate artificially."

CB grinned wickedly. "Grade-A bovine baby gravy... The most expensive spunk on the planet."

Megan was a little relieved, "Where do you get it from, then?"

"We buy from a bull named Duke." He replied, "It's not ideal, but he's the only one in this county."

"He's an asshole." CB added, snorting derisively.

Sophie had started over towards them to join in and laughed, "Says the girl that actually sleeps with him!"

"Just because I've let him fuck me doesn't mean he's not an asshole." Clairibelle shrugged, "He's the only game in town. I mean, since none of you will let me have a crack at Eli..."

Daisy tensed up at that angrily, "Off limits, CB."

CB's gaze drifted off distantly, "It would take so many rodeo clowns to pull me off that tight little ass..."

"Clairibelle!" Daisy shouted.

Megan glanced back and forth between them, then turned to Henry, "Who is Eli?"

Henry seemed almost sad. Or perhaps concerned, but she couldn't tell which.

"He's Daisy's son."

Cassidy was sitting on the porch of the guest house smoking a cigarette and gazing out at the scenery. There really wasn't much of it, though. There was a dirt road that split the house they were staying in apart from Mr. Hoyt's off to her left. The main road was about forty yards out ahead of her. Beyond that? Just miles and miles of grain, as far as the eye could see.

She was bored.

She didn't exactly hate it here. The change had destroyed a lot of industries and made a lot of people poor, her own family included. They had been sleeping in the car for weeks before her mother had finally gotten this job, and she was grateful to have a roof over her head again.

She was grateful... But she was still bored. Both of those things could be true.

Cassidy finished the first cigarette pretty quickly. She was still hiding the fact that she smoked from her mother, so it was the first one she'd had in a while. She wasn't sure why she was even still doing it. She couldn't afford it, and all her friends were a hundred miles away so there really wasn't anything social about it any more. Honestly, she thought to herself, she should really just give it up.

As she was lighting the second one she heard something big driving up the main road. After a bit of peering down the lane, she was finally able to make out what it was. It looked like an old army troop transport. A big truck with a canopy over the bed like they used to use to carry soldiers in the old wars. It was a bit odd, she thought, but not as odd as when it started slowing as it approached the farm.

Then stopped.

A few seconds later, they started hopping out of the back. Children... Except not children like she had ever seen before. Little cow children, more or less. She wasn't sure what words to use for them, but a dozen or so of them hopped down out of the back of this truck, one by one. All in pretty little dresses, all laughing and yelling like children do.

The first few ran up the dirt road between the houses, one waving and yelling a hello at Cassidy as she did so. They were actually kind of adorable, she thought. Just like real kids...

She silently cursed herself for thinking that. They were real kids. That was the sort of thing those terrible activists would say, and she was better than that.

While she had been internally criticizing herself, she also noticed that the truck had suddenly started leaning backwards very heavily on its rear axle, and soon she saw why. The last one out of the truck was a massive creature, and unlike the others that had just popped out and made their way toward their home... He was definitely not a girl.

Cassidy's eyes went wide.

Close to seven feet tall and probably about half as wide at the shoulders, he was a towering mass of hair and muscle. He had a thick black mop of long hair on his head and two wide horns, but other than that he was mostly white as far as she could tell, save for a large black splotch across the right side of his face covering his eye, and a couple more on his forearms. The rest of him was covered in clothing that had to have either come from the extreme-size aisle at the big and tall shop or an alternate reality. His button up shirt fit fairly well, all things considered, but the jeans he was wearing strained against the size of the man they were wrapped around as he hopped down out of the truck and stretched to loosen up after being cramped inside an otherwise over-sized vehicle.

Part of her kind of wanted those jeans to fail. Cassidy wasn't what anyone would call an experienced girl, or even a particularly adventurous one. She had always been a curious girl, though. She was fascinated by interesting things, and this was the most interesting thing she'd seen since she got to the farm.

He reached back into the canopy and pulled out a backpack, slapping the side of the truck a couple times to alert the driver that everyone was out so he could leave. He turned up the dirt road as it pulled away, slinging the bag over his shoulder as he did so. He never could have worn it like it was meant to be worn, of course. As it was, it looked like a coin purse compared to him.

The rest of the girls had all filed their way quickly down the road past the house, but he was clearly in no hurry. He had his head down slightly and hadn't seen Cassidy at all yet, which was probably for the best since it gave her time to realize she'd been staring with her mouth slightly open for the last half minute. She took a second to compose herself, taking another quick drag off her cigarette as she did so.

He got about half way up the road to the house before he noticed her. She made a point of blowing out a bit of smoke loudly enough that he might hear it. He slowed a little bit as they made eye contact, but didn't deviate from his path.

Cassidy gave him a little wave as he went by. He nodded once in return. Then he was gone out of view past the side of the house.

That was disappointing, she thought to herself. Still, it had been the most exciting thing to happen so far. It was better than nothing, and there seemed to be a lot of nothing to go around out here.

"Hey... I'm Eli."

She turned to find him standing there now. He was still on the road, but he had turned around and stepped back into view.

"Cassidy." She said, giving him a little salute with two fingers and her cig, "Hey."

They just looked at each other for a long moment. Long enough to become awkward, before she finally spoke again, "I went last, so it's your turn to talk now."

He snapped out of whatever trance he'd been in and looked down, "Oh, sorry..."

"It's all right." She said with a little chuckle, motioning to the porch steps next to her, "Want to sit down?"

He went quiet again for a moment, then stepped forward, "Yeah... Sure."

She found herself fascinated by the way he moved. He was huge, but he walked over to the porch and sat himself down a few feet away from her with a gentle grace that she had not expected. She barely even felt the impact of him lowering himself onto the steps. She figured someone his size probably had to learn to move like that though, or they'd break nearly everything they touched.

"So tell me, Eli..." She said, once he was settled in, "What do you do for fun around here?"

"Nothing." He didn't even hesitate this time, saying the word with a little snort.

"Yeah. That's pretty much what I thought." She replied, putting out her cigarette and dropping the butt into a soda can to hide the evidence, "What's with the truck? Is that your school bus, or something?"

"Our schools don't get much funding." He said with a shrug, "We use whatever we can get."

She nodded, pulling her feet up a step so she could rest her elbows across them, "That sucks. It's a start, though. At least you have schools now."

"I guess..." he trailed off, looking out at the fields for a second, "I'm not sure it matters. It's not like I can go to college or anything, and everyone else already has my future planned out."

"Yeah? What's that?" She asked.

He regretted mentioning it almost instantly, looking away with embarrassment, "It's nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Oh, come on... I won't tell anyone." She smiled. She always liked shy guys. They were the most fun to tease, for one. But mostly she liked that shy guys appreciated the attention, even from an awkward looking girl like herself, "Besides, Eli... You are officially the only person I've talked to in this county that isn't my mother. You're practically my best friend now."

"It's weird, though..." He said, looking over at her again, "It's just... There aren't many of us, you know?"

"What? Cows?" She asked, "Or cow people, or whatever..."

He shook his head, "No, we've got plenty of cows, just... Not many guys."

It took her a few seconds to figure out what he was getting at, but when she did her eyebrows shot up in surprise, "Oooooh..."

"I told you it was weird."

"Lucky you, Eli!" She said with a laugh, "How much does someone get paid for that kind of thing, or do you just do it for the love of the job?"

"Come on. Don't laugh." He said rolling his eyes before answering her, "There's only one other bull that works around here. I think he makes, like, a million and a half a year or something like that."

Cassidy stopped laughing. "A million and a half? Sweet Jesus, that's a lot of money... Hell, why aren't you doing it already?"

"A lot of people want me to, but Mr. Hoyt won't allow it. He says he wants me to finish school first." He shook his head slowly and continued, "I'm not sure it matters... I got started late. I'm not even very good at it."

"Have you tried a little more wrist action?" She asked with a smirk.

"That's not... I meant school! I'm not very good at school!"

"I'm just messing with you, Eli! Relax!" Cassidy laughed again and rocked back, stretching out and leaning back on her hands, "But... Hey. I'm kind of a nerd. I can help tutor you, if you want."

Eli looked her over, not really aware of how obviously he was doing so. Every woman he'd ever known had been full figured in some way. Big and shapely, like a cow girl should be. He'd never been this close to someone like her. Small and thin, back arched to show off her modest little breasts as they poked through the material of her t-shirt. She was almost as unusual to him as he was to her, and he also found it a little bit exciting.

She knew he was looking. She kind of liked it, but this was a pretty bold tease even for her. Sort of like a dog chasing a car, she thought to herself. She wouldn't know what to do with it if she caught it.

"I... Guess so." He finally said, "Are you sure you want to? We just met."

"I don't really have anything else to do out here." She replied, "Like... At all. I'd be glad to help."

Eli smiled. The first time she'd seen him do so since they started talking, "Thank you. I'd like that."

The sound of a distant bell had started ringing before he finished the words, and he sat upright upon hearing it. It sounded like an old dinner bell. The triangle on a stick type that cooks would use to call workers in out of the fields when a meal was ready.

"That's for me." He said, "I'm going to have to go. I need to get my chores done."

Cassidy nodded as he stood up, taking the opportunity to check out his backside as he walked back out to the road. There was a hole cut out in the back big enough to accommodate his tail, but it also gave her just the tiniest glimpse of his muscular cheeks pressed against each other just below it. She couldn't help but whisper, "Damn..." Under her breath. If he heard her, he didn't say anything. Once he was almost out of view he stopped and turned to face her once more.

"It was nice to meet you, Miss Cassidy." He said, "Have a good day."

She smiled back, "You too, Eli."

And then he was gone.

"Miss Cassidy..." She giggled to herself, "So fancy!"

She spent a bit wondering if flirting with a beast of a man ten times her size was really a good idea, but at the same time she couldn't help but notice how good she felt for the first time in a long while. She was smiling, and it was nice.

"Maybe this place won't be so bad after all."