"How about these?" I said with a smile.I licked up a black g string, tiny little thing."Or these? No, too small, we can't play with them."He began to ...et undressed. I was still naked. He lay on the bed with me and we went through the pile of panties together. He was in heaven. Panty heaven. His cock was rock hard, so hard it was trembling.Over the next few weeks we took his panty fetish to extremes. I let him do whatever he wanted and actively encouraged him. He was delighted. He told me he had. Bob mounted and started off towards the downed tree. A couple of the other men joined him and they had it moved in no time.Meanwhile Hank just looked at the man. He'd taken the reins of the other horse. He quickly searched the man in front of him. He removed the man's gunbelt, knife and rifle. He had a nice thick money belt too. Then Hank mounted his horse. He looked down at the man."You promised, mister. Give me mercy now." You lied to us," Hank said with a scowl. "We asked how many, and you. Then she was gone.I went home and jerked off as I looked at the pictures that I had taken and remembered her intimately. Later that evening I e-mailed most of the pictures to her and then started surfing the Internet.Soon my computer said, “You have mail.” I opened it up to find a nice thank you from Jill. She included several pictures that her husband had taken of her. They were from her honeymoon up to the present. She had dark hair, red hair, and finally blonde hair. She was posing in. They had been ‘removed’ when the dam was built, when the lake was formed. ‘There are no Yardungari. They were relocated a decade ago.’ That’s what Boobook said.”“Very interesting,” Gordy said.“Amazing, I’d say,” added Patrick.“What do you think?” asked Sam.“I think Patrick needs to consult Dayah Minyah,” Gordy responded. “We need another authority.”“I serve the Serpent; the Powers that be are not commanded by us.”Rachel remained silent. Weena stared at her brother.They were all relatively quiet.