Soon the burials started: first children and the old ones, soon the first of the elders died. They wanted to change but they remembered the treaties. ...hey talked to the agents, but all he told them was to remember the treaties. **** One man smelled it. It smelled of wine, it smelled of beer, smelled of bourbon, of a shiny new axe. They were his friends who visited him fresh from the mines and at his table, he cut them up, dumping their pieces around the reservation. ‘Your two best friends, why. I felt him grab both sides of my hips, pulling himself closer to my rear. Then I felt something I'll never forget. His cock sliding up my crack and encircling my asshole. I begged for him to stop.In one violent motion, he buried his dick into me to the hilt. I blacked out....When I awoke I wasn't sure how long I was out, but the men had switched places. It was clear the first man had done serious damage. I was numb to the pain, and could only feel the intense pressure of the man pistoning in. Stay with her, that’s the only thing you can do. I mean, if it’s love, it’s love and nothing is going to stop it,” Adam said, looking at Jade, love apparent in his deep brown eyes. “Yeah, Hunt, do what you feel is right,” Davey said. “Okay, well I’m going to go talk to her. Tell her. Hopefully I won’t fuck this up,” Hunter said, and got up. He walked through the curtain that separated the sleeping area from the rest of the bus and was confronted by Moria, standing there in his biggest hoodie. We’d been put on a table with 8 others (15 tables of 10); ours seemed to be the misfit table as nobody seemed to know anybody else. There was a young man there totally on his own as he said his girlfriend had dumped him a month back, there were also some whose partners were on the top table. So we sorta befriended this lad of 22, whose name was Toby. To cut a long story short after the meal and the speeches and when the general friends turned up at 8ish the dancing started and Dave was nudging.