There was a string of insults that followed him to the shower, but Ben didn’t really pay it any mind. Though they were close when they were kids, he... and Lucy had pretty much given up on each other once high school started. As with his dad and his constant disappointment it was sad, but he had pretty much grown numb to it over the years.He showered, changed clothes and was out the door in pretty quick succession. Not having a car would have been an issue, but Mr Daniels only lived a couple of. You told him there was no reason to keep yammering like a woman. If he wanted to face you to meet you outside."I had been in town for a few days and I knew the asshole who was messing with you. He was a rough customer and he had some friends that rode with him. So I figured I'd go out to make sure if by some miracle you outdrew him that nobody back-shoot you. Or to make sure he didn't shoot you in the knee and let you suffer for a while before he killed you. I had heard he done that to a couple. " as tears started to stream down her face. Running short of air in her confines she pleaded "Billy, I can't breath."Billy looked down and seeing a six-inch plug in the side of the barrel, unscrewed it. Fresh air flooded the interior allowing Martha to breath. She lay still as she filled her lungs with air. Meanwhile, Billy stepped up to Martha's unclothed ass and placed his right hand on her bare cheeks. He started rubbing first one and then the other in turn. Moving back to the first he ran. As she was doing this I glanced around the room trying to locate my clothes, where ever they were I was not going to find them in this chair. Gwendolyn left the room, I tried to spring to my feet only to find my head would still spin as I stood. Gwendolyn returned and looked at me, it was then I could take in her measurements. Gwendolyn stood about six feet tall, weighed nearly two-twenty, had a transvestite figure close to thirty-eight twenty-six thirty-four. Between her legs hung ten to.