The only thing I was really worried about was that any mugger, disappointed with his haul, would take his anger out on my skin. Too late to back track..., I was almost through now. Then I heard the footsteps behind me, what to do, do I run, better to stop and hide. As the steps became closer, my brain recognised them as female, my rapidly beating heart slowed. The sound faded as the person walked by me, I re-emerged and started walking home again."Where are you going my pretty," the words floated. The other turns and raises his gun so I fire the shotgun and he loses his chest.Approaching the back door I call out to Tom, he replies and he soon walks in. I watch while he reloads and then he watches when I do the same. We take time to check out all of the dead and we strip them of valuables. Steve enters and he starts going through the papers in the office while I start dragging the non-bounty dead out the back door. Tom stands at the front door to refuse people entry after he sends a. Collette, Morton, Leticia, and Dave settled in Julie's room, likewise talking quietly amongst themselves whenever Julie slept.Dave had told them of Julie's aborted suicide attempt, and the four teens in her room were doing their level best to smother Julie with love and affection whenever she was awake. Dave and Collette had also told her, with no argument from her accepted, that she would be coming to stay at their house if Raul and Barbara weren't back when she left the hospital.Earlier. He paused and swung again, the pain was intense but my vagina was getting wet. After the fifth hard strike, he slid his hand across my crotch saying, ?this fuckhole is dripping wet and that means you are a real pain slut.? In my heart I knew that he was right, because I wanted the whipping to continue. He struck hard until I had received 25 blows and desperately wanted to be fucked. He obliged and I felt the enjoyable sensation of his warm shaft filling me. He gripped my hips and began.