I’m doing you a favor.’ Sheriff Reilly stared at her and grinned. ‘This guys a real piece of work and he’d treat you like dog shit. Okay?’ D...puty Bernadette Phife looked up into the Sheriff’s eyes and frowned. ‘Sheriff, I’ve been on the force nearly two years now. I made probation and have already dealt with drunks, assholes and shitbags. I can handle Mr. Armestead.’ Billy Reilly grinned. He liked Bernadette’s spirit. She was a tiny thing but he knew she could kick ass if needed. Besides, most. And then I felt her hand atop mine and I heard her voice, barely a whisper."Don't waste it, Mitchell. I really need it."All my thoughts, my inhibitions crumbled. The walls of my fortress fell under the cannonade of her whisper. The soft touch of her hand on mine, and on my cock, became a bridge to span the moat protecting my self-taught set of morals. I was suddenly tired of protecting Mom's 'honor' when she didn't want it to be protected. I had fucked my girlfriend Charleen just a few hours. Some of the passengers even waived to the crowd as if they were movies stars or royalty or something. It suddenly began to dawn on everyone that this was indeed starting to turn into a much bigger deal than any of us ever imagined. And, so it continued. The newspapers must have picked up the story about the troop train coming through and at each place that we stopped, the crowds awaiting our arrival grew and grew. By the time that we reached Pittsburg, there was barely enough room on the. It wasn't long before I felt something else bubbling to the surface,waiting to get out. It was such a different feeling. Not nearly aspowerful as what I was used to, but far more focused and aggressive andsatisfying. I let out a series of ladylike grunts and closed my eyes as Icrested the edge of pleasure."Oh my god!" cried a shocked voice.Oh shit. I snapped open my eyes. Standing before me, gently dappled inthe golden light of the mid-morning sun, was the most perfect pair oftits I had ever.