Thankfully it was a pants and blouse set, and her bra was clean after washing it the day before. The pants were black, as usual, and a little low on t...he hips, but they were loose and comfortable, almost flared. The blouse was a reasonably stylish white 'business shirt' cut, which could hardly be described as pretentious.She was almost ready to head to work, her hand holding the knob of the apartment door, when Kendra stuck her head out of her bedroom and asked, "Elaine, could you come here. .."Rinda!"Chuck's voice broke through all fear. Turning, she reflexively caught the Orang rifle her husband had tossed to her. Hands which had not touched a weapon in a year automatically checked the safety, the clip. She saw the others pouring out into the path. Alicia had a second rifle. Chuck held the third. He gestured, voice firm."Rinda, Alicia! Help the kids! Nona, medkits! Everyone else, arm!"Her hopes soared. A plan. That's all she needed. A plan. With no further thought, she was. Ken's younger cock was also semi-rigid and was really quite handsome and very large it seemed to me. It appeared to be approximately 8" in it's current state and I imagined it would erect to around 9". Joe's penis was about the same size as mine, perhaps about an inch longer, but it was not circumcised so his foreskin covered the head. I was immediately jealous of both of these guys, Ken for his length and Joe for his foreskin, but hey, you have to play with the hand that is dealt you was. "I looked at the house through the field glasses. I handed them to Dave. "Jesus." Dave said.An old naked white woman was chained to a post in front of the house. "Sir. Take a look at what's in the scabbard on the first horse."I looked and said, "It looks like a Henry. Look at those horses. Their heads are really down. They really don't look well cared for. You post next to the horse with the Henry." I gave him twenty Henry cartridges.We left the packhorse in a concealed area and rode to the.