"I declined, made sure I understood the rules of the game, and both of us were pleased that the uncle said he would approve whatever choice the girl m...de. We hurried back to the farm house and her bed. After supper, we did some planning and she sent out invitations to all of her suitors while I visited the local tavern and hired the resident trollop, a woman of some years and much experience. The three men arrived, all but panting and glowering at each other, the next afternoon, after I had. Then, one day, I saw her slumped over one of the picnic tables, head on her arms, sobbing. I could not resist, and flung my leg over the wooden backless bench so I could sit opposite her.“Hey.”She raised her head slowly. Very slowly. And stared at me out of reddened eyes, set in a blotchy face streaked with tears.“Have you come to laugh at the fat girl who’s crying?” It was a pleasant voice, though lacking vigour.“Nope. Wondered if you need help. My name’s Jim Downs.”“You wanna help? How? Wanna. The first time it hurt both ways and he hit bottom a lot! The second time, about three hours later, my rectum was sort of tingling but not as bad; he had to work to hit bottom. He was stretching my colon or re-arranging my insides. In the morning, when I worked-off his morning wood, it was much easier and he only hit bottom a few times…even though that session lasted for over an hour and we tried several positions.With enough preparation and, working on it for a while, I’ve taken 14” of black. Craig hated having to get used to the little foibles of ladies attire,but he had no choice at the moment. Diana washed, rinsing of all hermakeup in the process and then changed in new underwear, this timechoosing a black little number from her lingerie drawer. Craig's mood waspretty black and so the matching bra and panties were kind ofappropriate. Decided on a theme Craig chose a black dress to go over thetop of the underwear and then fastened it in place with a metallic beltaround Diana's.