Mrs. Albertson was properly sympathetic and not surprised at what the Comanches had done. She was only surprised at the change in Keith. The poor man ...bviously needed a square meal and a place to sleep, so she was happy to pay for her rescue with food and shelter. "My husband went inta Trinity fer some supplies, an' I don't expect 'im back 'til tomorrow, so yer company will be a blessin'. Ya kin spend the night in here by the fire." Why, thank ya, Mz. Albertson. I'll just go git my kit an' be. As I had had a few drinks, I agreeably replied, “They damn sure do! They don’t give a shit if your cock is rock hard and you have ‘blue-balls’ because you can’t cum.” Then I got the surprise of my life. He reached over and took a hold of my cock, which instantly jumped all the way rock-hard. I don’t know to this day why I never objected to a man unabashedly and boldly taking hold of my cock. I guess it was because my horny cock welcomed any advances plus due to the amount of drinks I had had,. I still love him all the more afterwards. I can’t help it. Mark’s terribly good to me and we both agree that when he thinks I deserve one of those awful punishments he’s also terribly good for me. I knnow I’m a bit of a brat. So I’m really grateful for the bad ones. I mean, afterwards, of course. I really thought I was going to get it that day with Dorinda when Mark found about us doing – you know what. I was really scared and I felt guilty because it looked as though she was going to get it. The first level of the club looks pretty much like any nightclub, although one of rather high standards. Complete with several dance floors, bar and booths the first level of the club promises great things and is the ultimate place for the futas to ply any hapless male for the sex to come. Of course if any man was to be left unattended they might reflect on their luck, being treated like a piece of meat by all these attractive women, and realize there are an unusually high amount of women in.