It was a four hour drive back home and one last walk in the crisp air would help clear her head. The lodge was already fro ski season and they were sa...ying it would an early winter. She decided to take the north route that would take a good two hours to complete. She enjoyed her time alone...no one asking about rates for rentals, how much was water, and no bosses... It was a crisp day and she was glad she wore her new black north face puffy vest. It was warm and reassuring against her blue and. Maybe even fighting over who would own me! Wong knew that today, in just a few moments, she would be hauled up on the platform, to be offered for sale to the highest bidder, to be sold and bought and owned like any other commodity, like a bowl, like any kitchen utensil. And she knew enough of men to know that her chances of going to sleep as virgin tonight were slim or nonexistent, as any probable owner would claim her as his own, her body his sexual property, to use and abuse in any way he. It was nice romantic movie and the dialogues were so romantic, at times she used to blush while explaining me, encouraged by this I used persist her for the real explanation. At times she used to avoid telling me the actual meaning, but I can understand a little bit and persist her to tell me, but she used to beat me, pinch me. I got aroused by her act and I started to beat her and pinch her for which she used to smile at me. This went on, then the movie was over and all the passengers were. O’Quinn and his buddies had been armed just like Blackmore and company. While O’Quinn had been an asshole piece of shit that deserved what the locals had done to him, he had also been smart enough not to have left any weapons behind when he and his buddies had raided the village, and his buddies had been killed. I had four automatic shotguns that were drum fed to pick from. I grabbed one, stripped it down, cleaned it, and then I put it back together. I made certain I had at least four drums of.