.. pathetic.Most had already discarded or lost the cross given to them by their legates. Mine lay safely in a pine box I made with my own hands.But I ...as different. I believed in our cause. The rest were mere sell swords. They offered their blades like a whore offered her body ... if the price was right. They were all of them sinners.I looked up from my beads. Father Fredrick the legion's priest sat before me.I hadn't heard him approach."My child," he said. "Are you aware that before dawn that. He dreams of beating on a woman, because he hates them. He's had to take a LOT of shit his entire life from mouthy, obnoxious bitches, and whenever he finds himself in a position of power over someone, you can guarantee that person will suffer - whether it's a woman, or even a weak guy. Bullies tend to be attracted to cross dressers because they are usually submissive to real men. I like really masculine men. I am a promiscuous sissy!! I love handsome men! I'm so attracted to hyper masculine. "Yes, please... breed me! Breed your White bitchhhhhhhh," she cried as she and the boy came together."How good is it?" implored Lamar."God, it's the best I've ever had!" she cried."Better than your husband?" Much better!" she responded. "You're bigger and better than he is! I'll never want him again if I can have your cock in me!"The three laughed, traded places and gave her another reaming.At last, more than seven hours later, Marcy lay unconscious, her lower body and legs on the bed while her. Without even looking at each other the women descended the slope. Dense underbrush and slippery footing hindered their progress. When they reached the bottom, the gully had already turns into a swift flowing stream. Mel reached the body first and felt for a pulse. "He's alive!" she shouted over the ever-increasing din of the rain. "Help me sit him up."They both grabbed him under an arm and dragged him into a sitting position against the embankment. A gruesome looking gash spewed blood down his.