... again. We lived on a farm, and we did our daily chores, I'm strong from all the work... so it's pretty even. Anyway, back to what's happening. I ...an up to my grandpa, and started blabbing to him that Josh had threw a snake at me. He listened intently and then shook his head as I finished. He looked to where Josh was waiting, leaning up against a tree near the house. My grandpa made the, 'come here' motion and Josh walked up the steps slowly. He was wearing a pair of old faded out jeans. "Seems Samantha likes the way she looks." I tried to sit in nearby chair, and found that in a corset, one does it carefully. The bottom of the corset had jabbed me painfully in a most-sensitive area. Once seated, I started shaking my head. "I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me." Then it dawned that they had called me Samantha. "Hey, I'm not a woman. Samantha's a woman's name..." At this point you look a lot more like a Samantha, so quit complaining and let's finish getting you. The beating was quick and brutal. By the time Sarah had realized something was happening and got on the scene it was all but over.Poor kid. He tried to stand up for family and it got him killed.Of course I was the only one who knew it got him killed. That saved those four assholes from a very long stretch of prison time. As it was, two of them were doing a few years in jail for assault with intent to do great bodily harm instead of on they're way to college. The other two just got probation. Masturbation was good but it could only take her so far. She missed the caress of a man who knew what he was doing. She thrust her hips forward, wanting to get as close to him as possible. He sped up his rhythm, his tongue continually flicking against her clit. She was close, she was so close. One hand was gripping the couch beneath her, the other was grabbing at his shoulder. Im so close, she choked out, marveling at the fact that she could talk at all. Im going to come. She moaned, gripping.