The country was very rough in places, so it took 3 more weeks before they reached the village where Otto had last seen Striking Snake and his grandchi...ldren. All of their friends were there and there was a great celebration. Even Brown Horse was welcomed as a friend, and he quickly acquired female companionship—both of them spoke Spanish, so communication was no problem.Much was made of Otto's amulet. None of them had known it, but this amulet was the badge of honor worn by a famous Mescalero. Fucking stuffed…..I can’t think straight!” I gave her ass a couple of medium strength slaps, which caused her cunt to spasm around my cock. “Ok cunt, you’re going to get fucked so get used to the idea. In the meantime I want you to try and get your whole hand in Mom’s tight little fuck hole!”Mom growled from deep down in her throat. “Oh my fucking God you sick prick! So you want your sister to fist your Mom’s cunt do you? You want my own daughter to treat me like a filthy, cock-sucking whore. You do know that, right?" I shrugged. "Then you sent that letter. You had to try and get the last word in. You had to twist the knife?" All of this because of a letter?" Gary yelled."You called me a whore, and you said some unrepeatable things about my husband," I shouted back. "You wished death on us both and said you hoped it was slow and agonizing, remember that?" I was angry. You lied to me. You kept things from me," Gary pleaded. "Help me out here," he said. "I am sure you have someone you. " Oh, his boyfriend is going to love it."I grinned. "No boyfriend ... yet." Jamie's eyes grew wide."But," I added. "The day is still young."* *On Thursday night, we went to a Fetish club, Scars and Bruises. Therewere a lot of bondage disciples there, but there were a few of everystripe of alternative living. Gay men. Gay women. Bi men. Bi women.Trans. Chubby chases. Dwarf-lovers. Everyone.I led Jamie through the crowd, tugging on his pink collar. Hell, hedidn't need it. He would stay by my heel.