I noted their location on the map and GPS. My day continued without much note just enjoying the time away from humanity.When I returned to camp, the g...irls were in their site. I waved at them. They smiled and waved back. After putting my pack away, I sat down to relax with a cold beer. It had been a decent day, having found that bedding area would give me an edge when bow season opened in September.While I was sitting, thinking about my good fortune, my lovely young neighbors approached with. I had the cab drive past her home so I knew which one it was and then pull over at a little pub a few kilometers away letting me out with my bags. I walked into the pub and searched for a phone and located one near the bar. I walked over to the phone and reached into my pocket for her phone number and removed it. I looked it over and thought about what I would say to her when she answered the phone. A smile came to my lips when I thought of her sweet shrieks of joy at my call, then her shrieks. She couldn’t help it, she had never done this before and kept scraping her rapist’s dick with her teeth. This infuriated him so much that he hit her face once, then wrapped those massive hands around her throat and started choking her. Her fingernails scraped against his forearms, but didn’t do anything but gouge his dark skin a little. Her eyes, which in a few years would be world famous for their hypnotic blue color, bulged in fear.She looked desperately around with them for help, but saw her. "How about yourself?" Jesse asked boldly. "If you don't mind me asking,of course." Not at all," Elsa said, fussing with Jesse's wig a little more. "I'veknown I was born the wrong gender for as long as I can remember. I usedto work as a drag queen or burlesque performer in Berlin, then I appliedfor the job with Soixante-Trois. Under the new EU regulations theycouldn't refuse me on the grounds of my birth gender, so here I am!" Ooh," Jesse smiled, "does this mean I have you to thank for my.