Somewhere in the middle of Kansas, Cletus happened upon a small wagon train that was under attack from some Indians. The Indians didn't seem really in...erested in capturing the train or killing all the Whites; it looked like they were mostly having some fun and letting off steam. The wagons were not circled, but were still in line and spaced too far apart for mutual support. The Indians were riding around and around the train as fast as their horses could carry them and firing their rifles. I was so weak, I had no energy. I had lost almost 20 more pounds and now did look anorexic like models on TV. I never thought I would or could look like that but now I did. Contemplating my FateThere I was alone again in my room. It had been so long since I was a man. I was now contemplating the fact that I was really a woman now in every way. I looked at myself. I had long hair. I had a beaver! I had tits! There was nothing left of my masculinity, even my deep voice was gone forever.. Then the wife stopped an said let Me taste Her as she got between her legs an started licking her pussy like ice cream , my girl was moaning load as the took off the gag an put His hard cock in her face , suck it bitch , she turned her face , suck it or else ,His cock rubbed her face , she took it in her mouth and suck it , the wife said yeah make her suck it , as She came over to me an told me to lie next to my girl as she hopped on my hard cock , she was very tight an had good muscle control. Dona tobuo charbe na, bollo, ‘tahole amake bolo, eto bhalo bhabe ki kore amake sukh dichho? Meyeder ki ki bhalo lage, kothai ador korle tara pagol hoye jai, kothay sporso korle uttejona bare, ei shob tumi janle ki kore?’ himu uttor dilo, ‘hmm bujhechi. Tomar proti amar odomyo bhalobasha-i amake sikhiyeche, dona ami tomake aj theke noi, onek age thekei amar mon-r moto kore cheyechi. Swapne bohubar amar moner moto kore tomake ador korechi, tomake sukh diyechi amar bhabna te, mone mone asha.