After that, he just left Indian Territory and took to working for the farmers who seemed to value work more than shooting guns and drinking whiskey. H... had sampled the favors of a white woman who took pity on him looking bedraggled after a bad storm. She was a big woman with several small children and filled his head with stories of her "husband" off to find gold in the north. He put up with the silly chatter because she was juicy and was grateful for his attentions. He knew it was time for him. Caleb stood with a big grin on his face as he yelled out. 'I'll be more than happy to help you!' He smiled, but quickly sat down when Nickie gave him a cold look, and followed Misty.'You don't have to try and lie to me girl.' Nickie said closing the door. 'Hell if it was me in your place, I'd be dying without him, ' she said watching Misty pull off the thin robe wondering what it would be like making love to her.Misty turned to see her best friend looking over her body. 'You checking me out?'. Do I really look like a cheap faggot that is always game for being picked up LOL!i followed him out of the shop, and towards the high street. Once we were away from the busier part of the town, he turned and said, I'll wait for you in the lay by near the library, go and get your car and pick me upbloody hell it was thrilling, so I walked as fast as I could to the carpark, got my car and drove to the lay by.He got in, and said, I'm gonna make that sweet little white boy Arse all mine.all I could. Then a long way back; 1993 when I was 10 years old was thepage from Women's Wear Daily, with the ad that changed my life."For girls aged 2-14 and boys aged 2-10." My mother worked in the fashionindustry, about which she was somewhat cynical; the "rag trade" she calledit, but for her it paid well and was fun. So, every so often a pile of thetrade press would be dumped on the kitchen table, mainly to be convertedinto litter for our cats.I wasn't a normal browser of these papers, but for some.