There were beds in all the rooms, even the lounge.On the end wall of the main lounge was a large tin-type sepia photograph of a noosed man, hooded and...hanging, naked with bound ankles and wrists bound behind his back; toes pointing down to the ground several inches out of reach. Either side of the hanged man stood a crowd of smiling women, pertly dressed in white blouses and long floor-length skirts. My cock stiffened as I viewed the photo, which I assumed was of a lynching from over 100 years. Emmeline had inherited much of the exotic beauty that had sealed her mother’s fate a long time ago. Her delicate features and the humble meals the owner provided gave her youthful charms a fragile, almost vulnerable look, despite the hard physical work she had been accustomed to since her early childhood days. Her chocolate brown eyes matched her mother’s perfectly and sparkled when she smiled in ways that made the widow Carmichael accuse her of being a witch more than once. Her most striking. . I'm in Nashua ... and it's not on the Rez. The truck is totaled." I'm not coming up there ... explain it to me," she said."Starting off ... it's on blocks." Wheels and tires," she said as I could hear her writing. "Next?" The radio, tape player and speakers are torn out ... not unbolted ... ripped out of the dash." Big jagged holes in the dash," writing it down as she said it."The bucket seats were torn out, seat mounts and deck ... big holes." What else?" The grill, headlights, all four. No sir ….few mins very silents..no one speek..i change my mind…bony u keep the money & go back becose she don’t like i.i told bony..no.. No sir i cant go now ..i sow she…when u pound this beuty teen…please what sir ..what & see…sir i saw her eyes she like…now he want room without my permission .he griped my hand & told me come sir.i want room with him like mapput. MADU was shaking ley down on the bed & flled with desire for him.she turned her head to me touchig her face with me & he.forces.