We had stocked up on wood for fuel before leaving Pittsburgh, but that supply did not last all that long. The flood had been particularly fierce this ...ear along this section of the river, so all of the wood was still wet. Our fireboxes would accommodate wet wood to some extent, but it burned at lower efficiency, so that we needed more wood than usual. We simply could not buy all of the wood we needed, so we were forced to send out wood cutting parties of our own, and riflemen were sent along. But no chance! Yet another of those peculiarly permanently stiff penises pushed through the bruised and ripped lips of her cunt and pushed into her far deeper than she was properly able to take it. And the violence wasn't just restricted to just her arse and cunt. She was forcibly held down and her arms stung from the force of the soldier's grip while she her mouth and nose burrowed into the dry earth. Every time she stirred in any way that could be interpreted as resistance, and resisting was. I don’t know how to respond.“Look at you,” she continues, “Your face is flushed.”Stunned, I feel my fat bottom lip lowering. I am perched, looking up from beneath my brows. The angle makes my eyes blink more. Sherrie’s bedframe digs into my rib cage where it rests.“Look at you,” Sherrie fumbles out from beneath the bunk bed frame, to her dresser mirror. She looks back to me, perky and inquisitive. I rise like molasses to stand beside her, still lost in a daze, still unsure of Sherrie’s meaning. I knew to protect the cats from the public, not the public from the cats. I looked in on the horses while I was in the horse cave. Naturally I had to pass out some apples during the visit. I may have started the apple treats but Malla had ruined this crew, I hope that Gazoo never stopped filling the cooler where the apples were kept, or those horses would have something to say about the empty cooler.I hope all the drama from the party was over for the night. There were just a few die hard power.