I climbed into the driver's seat, but no one joined me on the passenger side. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw Jenny in the cabinet under the ...ink reaching for her stash. She kept a bag of Hawaii's finest taped to the back of her sink.Kelly seemed to be shaking her head no. I couldn't tell if this was "No, I don't smoke" or "No, I don't want any." Jenny laid the bag out on the table and with nimble fingers rolled a large joint. Shit, I knew the quality of the pot Jenny bought. This. For this I get my nipple twisted painfully. I feel dirty and naughty - this is what I wanted, wasn't? - He senses this. With no warning cock is removed and he is gone. I feel the sharp crack of a cane before I hear it. The skin is burning on my bottom, again the crack of the cane, tears well up in my eye' s the wrong way and run up my forehead. I cry so I get more. Another and another, the pain is so great that I piss myself; I feel the warm liquid running down my body and into my hair and onto. A series of deep holes pierced the rock face, some above, some below the glistening quartz ribbon. By early evening he’d be ready to place a small blasting charge in each hole and from a safe distance he’d blow them. A pile of gold-laden rubble would lay at the base of the rock face, waiting for sorting.Before he was done and ready to leave, he’d have filled a dozen leather bags with gold pried from the exposed seams in the quartz rubble.Changed into his beaded buckskins, Mike rode a roan. "--- "You are repulsive." --- said another, spitting on her.--- "And did you fuck our boyfriends?"--- "I'm sorry if I did." --- she said truthfully --- "I didn't mean to ruin your relationships. I didn't know they were cheating on you."--- "Oh, don't worry little slut. We don't blame our boys. After all you are only a filthy whore."--- "We blame you." --- said a voice just beside her ear.Just after that, the first kick came. Then more rained on her body. She curled up, but it still hurt. She.