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“Now gentlemen, can we please have order now so that I can present the plan for cattle from the valley?” The hubbub quieted down and Hoss continued, “As you know, The Flying Bat Ranch located some miles out of town ships cattle to market in Cheyenne’s trail head almost every year. Since I have moved into your community, he is offering me to broker an arrangement to add your disposable cattle populations as part of his herd to benefit from the advantages of a mass shipping. Each of you would be credited with the number of cattle that you supply and share in the final dispensation of funds at the trail head after all expenses are paid off. We will need each of you shipping cattle to provide one cowboy to aid in the effort and they will be paid for the drive in addition to whatever you pay them. We need drovers and wranglers along with cook’s helpers. The drive from the beginning of the Flying Bats Ranch to the trailhead is about 500 miles with the winding around the various doggystyle valleys and mountains. It will take about 40 days with needed rests on the way for the men and cattle. We don’t want them to lose much weight, either the guys or compilation the cows (said with a big smile.) There will be loses on the way and they will be ducted from the sales volume and prorated among all of the providers per their contributions. These losses have been as high as 50 %, but for us it is expected to be less than 20%. If each of you in the valley provides 25 head, that would be 500 head added to The F.B.R’s 1500, giving a total to start of 2000. If we get there with only a 20% loss and a titty fuck selling price of 35 per head (could be as high as 40) that would produce a total take of 56,000. After subtracting for on-trail expenses and the worker’s pay, that should leave about 54000 to divvy up per cow left of those rounded up. So this would amount to about 30 per cow delivered and therefore a profit of 675 per customer who provided 25 head (worth about $10,000 in buying power today.)” After looking over the crowd, which seemed to be rather pleased with this explanation, he saw no problems, but still remarked for all of them to hear, “Any questions?” One bright fellow lifted up his voice and yelled, “Is the Ranch going to cover some drinks for us at Mrs. Snyder’s tonight?” Hoss smiled and said that that could be arranged. As they left rather rapidly before Hoss could change his mind (Hoss sent one of the girls as a runner to inform Petty.) Hoss knew that Petty was going to be busy until late tonight and so he pondered on which of these farmers and ranchers were going to unknown to them supply heifers to his bed that evening. As Hoss was wondering what to do next the next day, another one of Petty’s young gals came and instructed Hoss to come to the back of the saloon to the cribs that morning, since one of the prospects for his office was arranged for him to interview for the possibility of working for him in the office and the other duties, too. These duties had been explained to her. The ones offering to interview with him, knew what was expected and since they were glad at the prospect of leaving the saloon for a more respectable employment, they would pull out all stops to be the one chosen. Hoss stopped at a street vendor for a small lunch and then proceeded to the cribs for another adventure in his acclimating himself to this town. When he got to the cribs, there was a lineup of eight girls, all beautiful, young, slim and very gangbang excited for the opportunity. 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