It’s the long worktable against the sidewall that he wants us to use. He closes the door behind us. He lays me down on the table. Its metallic surfa...e makes me shiver. I feel like I’m in a doctor’s office again. I don’t like that feeling. I am angry all over again. My anger must have shown on my face, because he leans over to kiss me, warmly, gently. He’s standing at the edge of the table. He hooks his hands under my knees, and pulls me closer to him, so that my ass is flush with his thighs. He. ’ Amy tried to insist.‘No Amy, please. I cant.’ Lily pleaded.‘Lily... ‘ Amy urged before being cut off.‘Amy, no.’ Lily said firmly. ‘Please could you just dress me.’Amy stood for a moment before drooping her shoulders in defeat, she gently laid Lily on her back on the bed then stood up and found her clothes that had been thrown around the room by Andrew before returning to Lily.‘I can’t find your panties.’ Amy said.‘I wasn’t wearing any, they’d put a diaper on me again.’ Lily replied.‘Why do. Louie seemed to have the very same feeling as I did about a man fucking withanother mans cock, because he then said; "This ain't workin' let me do it!" So I let go of his cock as it seemed to realize what I'd done wasn't workingfor it as it seemed to loose half of it's mighty thickness and strength. As hetook over and grabbed it with his huge black hands and manuevered it rightback to my wife's tiny pouting open lips and began to rub the very skin coveredtip of it through her lips as my wife. Maria stood and took a shot at him, and Billy got off a shot as he rode into a turn to try to trap the bushwhacker. Who knows which shot was the fatal one, but both bullets scored hits on the man's chest, so that one will have to be written up as a draw.Between the two, they had wiped out four bushwhackers, and they had reason to be proud of themselves. Though it had not started out that way, the encounter turned into a brilliant trap for the bad guys. Billy rode back to the wagon to be sure.