Kent pushed me into the room and shut the door and locked it.“Get them off that bed… right now…” Kent yelled at the standing men.As the black ...an got off the black woman, Kent had already taken my blouse and my skirt off. Other hands lifted my leg and took my thong off…Then I realized that I was going to be the next one to be fucked.I tried hard to get out of Kent's grasp, but he was too strong for me. Someone else had grabbed my legs and I was now being draggedto the bed."Please… I beg you…. Mrs. Bradley greeted mewarmly. It seems Mr. Hospin had given me gushing reviews. I wasn't aboutto let him down. The job was a bigger one than I was expecting. I explained to Mrs.Bradley that the two rooms would double the cost. She gave me a kindlysmile and told me, "Whatever it costs, it costs." At this point I wasmore concerned with time than money. I managed to finish the job by twoo'clock. I hadn't stopped to eat or do anything else. Tired and hungry, Imade my way to the Gowan's. Mr. Gowan. ..well! Oh - and another thing. He was older than me. I was in my late twenties - he was in his late forties. I liked that idea. It suggested to me that he would be sensual.I visited him at his home, while working away on week. It was nerve-racking, but I was pushed forward by my own curiosity. I arrived at his house and he greeted me with some nice music and a glass of wine. For a while, we sat and talked. It was a little bit awkward – but there was a sense of anticipation that I. " Let's talk a mite about that. I've worked on enough trail drives and the like to know about what it takes to feed a crew. For that amount of folks, it'll take six or eight hundred dollars to feed them for a year, even figuring us supplying most of the meat. It'd take another hundred for powder and lead and another hundred for clothes. I have no idear what it'd cost for notions or for fancy women's stuff." From what I hear, cattle are selling for a hundred dollars a head in Oregon," Andy.