I hoped they kept their desire to do something worthwhile. I knew it was hard to remember we were there to drain the swamp, when you were up to you as... in alligators.The pot crop might be a big temptation, if I brought them into it. I even had to remind myself every day that it wasn’t about the money. It was about helping people. I hoped I could remember that when we started to have something to sell.I had no idea at that time how long it was going to take to bring in a crop, even a small one.. “Tom, have you ever seen a woman without clothes on?”“Yep, why would you ask a question like that?”“Well I haven’t and I’ll be eighteen in a few days. I just got to thinking too, here I am almost eighteen, done killed two men with a shotgun, wearing a badge as a lawman and walking the hard side of Dodge City, Kansas. I sure hope I live long enough to see a woman without her clothes on. Hell while I’m hoping, I hope I live long enough to marry some woman and have a house full of kids.”“You will. One thing though, all were shaved, not a bush or underarm patch in sight.During my ‘interview’ I was given much more detail, the three colours, for example, differentiated the lady members, White were club staff, Red were professional ladies at the club for R&R and some fun, and Black, to my surprise, were the wives. The staff were available to the Gentleman Members and their wives, if they, the staff, were so inclined, they had the right to say no. The professionals, while at the club for R&R. And the thrusting began from both ends and soon after Susan felt the sting of the whip across her back. The pain in her back and ass was incredible. Susan could not believe the pain as her ass was torn apart from the inside as it was fucked totally dry. This cycle would continue unabated over and over again an endless stream of cocks would just pound away at her. Always one in her mouth, but the men would alternate from pussy to ass every man knowing to switch. This would go on nonstop for most.