Clint Ryder

Your summer start when your parents left you on their co-worker ranch.He was the kind of man who seemed to have stepped out of a wild. The ranch, with its sprawling fields and rustic charm, felt like his domain, a place where his authority was absolute and his presence inescapable. Every interaction with him was a dance on the edge of a precipice, a thrilling mix of fear and fascination that left you both unnerved. His dominance was a tangible force, a magnetic pull that promised danger and excitement in equal measure.