After getting cleaned up inside and out and shaving myself smooth, I taped down my junk and slipped on a black bikini with a black lace coverup and my...flip flops. I put my hair into a ponytail and grabbed my beach bag and headed into the late afternoon SoCal traffic en route to the sand. I arrived about forty-five minutes later and rubbed tanning oil into my skin, giving it a real sexy glow. I spent the next few hours soaking in the sun until the sun started to go down. I enjoyed a. Some I kept, some I sold online for a quick buck, or to pay rent and such and some I gifted to friends and relatives for birthdays and such. No one the wiser of how I had acquired them or how much pleasure it brought me to do so.Recently there had even been a local news story about all the stores I had been to, complaining about a serial shoplifter who ruined stores changing rooms by urinating all over them and left with stolen goods. The news had dubbed the thief the pee bandit and had alerted. The clerk looked at me strangely enough, but politely handled the transaction, so I put the cigarettes in my handbag and walked on out. As I walked out the door, three men in a pick up truck pulled up in front of the store and watched me stroll back toward the motel. I could hear them whistling and talking loudly. I heard one say " that's one sexy fuckin' sissy". I was a bit scared but just kept walking. I was overtaken before I got to my room by them. They kind of shoved me back and forth from. "It looks like we'll have some fun before we head back to camp."The image of Ben's wife seemed to overlay Ben's vision. He saw her lying on their bed in a pool of blood. All the things he had done since joining Bloody Bill crashed into his mind and the memories coalesced into the image of his dead wife and son. He knew what was going to happen to this woman and he couldn't allow that to happen."No," Ben said swinging down from his horse. "Not this time Jake." He faced his squad leader. "These.