I did my best to remain still and quiet. "I'll show them," I thought. "He can spank me all day before I'll obey him." I resolved not to put on a show ...for these brutes. Perhaps that was why I did not struggle to escape. Or perhaps I realized it would be futile. They would only tie me and the punishment would be even worse. Whatever the reason, I did not try to escape. But it wasn't long before I was begging for mercy and vowing to obey his every wish. In retrospect I suppose it was this lack. But don't you lie about it, as any townfolk will tell you, and say they were a-grinning at you when they really weren't, because then bad luck, real bad luck, really, really bad luck, would git ya! They would then tell you what happened to poor Hannah Crumpie, if you had a mind to want to know. And even if you didn't, they'd tell you anyhow.Poor Hannah Crumpie! Sixteen years old when it happened. She had gotten her curious hands on a full jug of Pa Crumpie's recently boought Black Snakeshine by. "Goodbye, dear Isabella. Do come by again. I could always use morewomen friends." I will, sweet Margaret," I told her and gave her a hug goodbye. I letthe carriage man help me into the carriage and away we went. My heartwas beating rapidly, hoping that no one would see me. I arrived at myapartment building and I stepped out of the carriage. I went to thedoor and the doorman held it open for me, not noticing who I was! Butthen he talked to me!"Excuse me, Miss. But who are you here to. I called him next day. We decided a place where I can pick him up for my home. I reached at the place waiting for the guy. I saw a guy crossing the road. He was searching for someone, so I figured out that it’s him. He called, I saw incoming call and I waved to him. I picked him up and we came to my place. First we started chatting as it was my first time and I had no experience of having sex. For like ten minutes we talked. He shared his experience. He was a versatile bi-sexual. He said he.