"I'll ask them in increasing order of importance. Who was that man? Why did he try to kill us? How much money did he have? Remember that half of it is...mine! And finally, do they serve dandelion tea here?"I started laughing. A lot of emotion that had been closed up inside me since this circus begun was released. I had bought a slave. I had been attacked and attempted murdered. And my calling as a Wanderer had been, with the appearance of my strange healing powers, truly confirmed. I laughed so. I was home alone that night as everyone else was wisiting family.After closing the door behind them the one that had me holding push me roughly on the ground. 'if you scream ill cut your throat'he said gruffly. i began to back away, tears streaming down my face, shaking my head, trying not to scream for dear live. The first was on me in a second, ripping my camisole off to expose my breast. He handled them roughly, pinching and squeezing. he unzip his pants, freed his cock and roughly push in. She reaches inside and purrs when she discovers he is not wearing any shorts. Her hand grasps his cock, as she runs her fingers across the head, which is already oozing with pre-cum. Without giving him a chance to say anything she drips to her knees, pulls down pants, and takes his swelling member, deep into her mouth, savoring is juices.He watching her taking his member deep all the ways to his balls, grasps her head, and thrust his cock into her throat, the way she likes it. As her eyes. She looked at me, came over to me, leaned down, kissed me lightly on the lips, and said, “You wait, you just wait.” She turned around and left. Shit, I thought, well you’ve really screwed up this friendship, she’s going to go home and tell her mother. I’m screwed! After a few minutes of chastising myself, I came to realize, ‘wait a minute, she could have stopped me, she didn’t want me to stop.’ OK, no harm done, we’ll see how she reacts. One week later, on a calm typical balmy Arizona.