. I am still a virgin and I no longer wish to be." What!" Jack exclaimed, "You no longer wish to be? You expect me to... you are asking that I... you ...hink that I..." If you would, I will be most grateful."Jack studied her face to determine if there was any malicious jest in her expression. All he saw was the appearance of sweet, hopeful, innocents."Constance," he said holding her at arms length and looking directly into her eyes as his voice deepened with disappointed pain, "can you not know. . I found that it required much more concentration to govern the sense of urgency doing this than with my fingers -- several times I almost lost it! Over and over again I let it build deep inside, only to stop just in time to prevent rhat swiftly swelling sensation rising up! So lost I became in what was happening to me that I completely lost track of time as I floated from one swale to another (of which I lost count after fourteen!): finally, as I was recovering from one that was really good. She was growing fairly slowly this time, compared to before. She looked like she was about four months along. "I think you have bigger things to worry about than your dress right now, Sarah." She looked down at her growing bulge - she'd already gone through this once, and the shock and wonder of the first time had been replaced by dread and rage. I brushed the tip of her vulva with my glans, thinking about inserting again. "Please don't", she begged. "Ok", I said as I backed away. . After a scalding hot bath and a shave – with both suits of dirty clothes rolled up in his bedroll – Hoyt headed to the hotel to get a hot meal and fill his poke with extra food for the trail.“Deputy, you’re two and a half hours behind that woman-killer. That short-legged Jenny-Mule won’t walk near as fast as that horse Paw sold him. You’ll likely overtake him ‘tween here ‘n Silverton, ridin’ that long-legged Paint stud of your’n,” Nick, the liveryman’s son told Hoyt as he mounted.With new shoes.