These assaults dwindled to almost nothing when riders from the Anderson Hacienda started making regular patrols throughout the territory. Those patrol...s also contributed to the sense of safety felt by the small ranchers and farmers. It became a rare event for banditos or Comancheros to attack isolated locations. Especially when well-armed combat-trained riders had the upsetting habit of showing up just when the fun started. Word quickly spread through the criminal community to avoid the Wilkins. I stillhad no one in my life as a lover. Despite that little set back it is agood life so far.I took a sip of my wine and looked up. Standing before me was ClaraMorrow, the girl I had a crush on all through high school. She hadrejected my every attempt to ask her out. And now, and now the goddess ofmy dreams was standing before me as if I was a hors d'oeuvre on a tray.I was grinning nervously as I said, "Hi Clara," I sipped my wine. "I'msure that you might not remember me from school." I. Wooden clothespins fell out onto the table. ? Sure you don ' t want to tellme!? ? She continued her resistance. The fat faced chief then squeezed open one of the menacing devices. Peggytwisted and squirmed as she felt the clamp around her left nipple. A matchingclothespin squeezed her right nipple, increasing her twisting and squirming. ? Ready to talk, cunt! ? For an answer she sucked in her breath, absorbing the relentless pressure.He leered at her. ? Did they teach you how to take these at. What made you think that I had a shot?What? Do you need me to spell it out?I'm fat, ugly, slow, uncoordinated, shy, and get tongue-tied around girls.The voices in my head went mostly silent as I recalled snatches of memory. I looked up and noticed Sean looking in Al's direction, but he didn't say anything. After a while, Ursus thought at me, shit, you actually believe that garbage. How did your ego get so crushed? Look, you have a bit of chub, but it's not an outrageous amount, and you could.