The first was of the heavy imprint of the railroads on the development of the northwest corner of the lower forty-eight. Back on the east coast on the...sweltering summer streets of New York City, I had visualized the Great Pacific Northwest as being a vast wilderness with precious few people and dangers that matched the risks of the violent Civil War.On the trek westward, the wagon tracks and the rutted roads dominated my field of vision and we only came into contact with the railroad tracks and. "Sorry guys. Baby. I can't mind my character now. He's getting intosomething."He was asleep at Joi's feet.Chastity went downstairs and did laundry. She laid on the bed in the saferoom and fell asleep herself.It was dark outside when she woke. She felt a moment of panic anddisorientation. She stepped into her Trapper boots and made her way acrosscold concrete. She transferred clothes from the washing machine to thedryer. She went upstairs. A note on her specs told her that Joi took thebaby and. He would then start kissing lower down till he reached her cunt. He would dig his face into her bush – mother had a bushy cunt – he would lick her and rub his tongue and nose in her cunt for sometime. By then she would be aroused and she would pull him up, kiss him and start undressing him. When he was fully nude, she would peel back his foreskin – his cock was about 5” hard, light brown and cockhead fully covered by foreskin, so it had a pointed look – and rub the naked cockhead with her. She saw her parents laying in the bed. Their limbs however were on the ground. Their heads at the base of the bed. She stared blankly. She smiled. She then went back to her room. She went to her window and opened it back up with a twisted smile as if she were greeting a sunny day. She then went to her bed and laid down when she suddenly felt something in the pit of her stomach. She would almost describe the feeling as pure evil. She didn't understand it. She wasn't evil, she had never.