Her head hung down on the other side of the fence and feet hanging down on this side of the fence. Cowboy uncoiled some rope from the lariat still tie... to her ankles passing it through the fence looping it around the back of her neck. He pulled it tight forcing her feet into the lower fence rail and keeping her bent over the fence. The top fence rail painfully pressed into her stomach.Cowboy stepped back with the remainder of the lariat rope slack in his hand. Folding the rope double he swung. A diamond ring sparkled on her left hand. "It's good to see you again, Mr. Hart," she said. "We've been looking forward to your arrival." Rick had first met her two years ago while barnstorming the branch offices, and briefly but intimately at last year's stressful company conference. Her eyes were brighter than he remembered, and her smile broader and more relaxed."Rick, please, Helen," he said, taking her offered hand and shaking it warmly, with a little squeeze. "I'm happy to see you again.. I stared down at where our sexes met and watched her pink interior cunt-flesh cling to my pole each time I withdrew it from her pussy. I shoved my prick inside her again and saw the outline of my shaft under the taut brown skin of her belly.As I started pounding my dick into her, Kimmy pawed her breasts, her eyes squeezed tight, trembling. I decided it was time to teach her the words essential to the full enjoyment of good, hard sex."That's it, Kimmy," I said. "Cum on my cock, baby. God, your. How could they think that I would apologize? What made them think that I would let that mistake go uncorrected? Tiffany deserved everything I did to her and worse.I turned and went back to my room. I had some thinking to do.Maybe some packing.Chapter 238An aide4:14 am, November 5th, 20069:14 pm, November 5th, 2006 (local time)General Brock looked over the room again. Then he sighed as he said the words that told the others he was ready to listen to their treason. "Repeat that, please."The Air.