It wasn't that he wasunattractive, women generally found him rather sexy - he had the samekind of rugged good looks as Harrison Ford. But he was disil...usionedwith women in general and had no desire to ever put himself in asituation where he would be vulnerable to be hurt by a womanagain. Gradually he spent more and more of his energy in work. Hewasn't overly happy as a junior level manager - section leader hardlyqualified as management at all - but he thought if he worked hard anddid a good job. Because of all that she got little respect. Her virginity was roughly and painfully taken on her wedding night. Her much older husband did not take her again in any romantic way but just occasionally when he needed some quick release and the first wife was not available. She would be loaned as a bed companion to visitors and that was the best sex that she got. She had a supply of herbs that her mother had given her with instructions on how to prevent her from quickening with child.The first. “Keep sucking his cock you bitch” came a loud voice. I obeyed and lowered my mouth to suck david, David shifted a bit up and my mouth was over his balls. He wanted me to suck his balls. I understood and started to suck on them.Then I felt both his hands on my ass checks, spreading them. Seconds later I could feel his tongue on my pussy. It was rough and covered a whole lot of my pussy. My hips were shaking in pleasure. I moaned sucking onto David’s balls. David was watching him from the corner. You ain't gonna jump no more.Chorus:Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.He ain't gonna jump no more."This story reprises some of the characters and the locale from my earlier story, The Other Woman. Thanks to techsan for the editing job.PROLOGUE — BIG BEND, TEXASSummer, 1987We, my buddy Bobby Morse and a couple of our friends, had been riding our horses on the Blue Creek Trail in Big Bend National Park, dropping down.