.she will! Another day unfolds in the Gaza and the heat rises Raida retrieves the box from it's hiding place and begins to examine it closely she sees...the strange runes that adorn all the sides of the gold box she stares intently at the rune and there before her eyes Hebrew words begin to take form she sees words she recognizes and some she does not so ancient are they she decides to try her tongue with the words and she speaks them involuntarily her right hand rises while in her left the box. A little straw cowboy hat and boots rounded out the outfit. The bar life was crazy. The Shooter Bitches job was to sell beer and go around giving out shots. On numerous occasions she would get manhandled and groped and sprayed with beer. The majority of the people at the bar were guys and the bouncers had to keep an eye on the poor girls or they would be groped and fondled to death. Sierra told stories of drunken guys especially around the end of the night pinning her against the walls and. .. and it was just a little waterfall ... not much more than 10 feet ... okay ... fifteen ... maybe.There used to be a road through that swampy meadow ... I was following the stagecoach wheel ruts. We were fine. Of course ... the last stagecoach ran in 1880 ... what’s a hundred years?One thing for sure ... I’m going back for the wheel. It isn’t every day a guy finds an abandoned stagecoach wheel. If I hadn’t been so loaded down with fussy passengers ... it was just a little mud.After the. "Only leave the tits and the bare legs," he called out.Anything for a quick exit at that point, so I put it on and thought itlooked wrong with the girly espadrilles so put on the highest heels Icould find which were a bright magenta. I went back out where Mark hadhis Polaroid camera out, he took a couple of me posing, then he pulledhis zipper down"Now get over here you little tart, I want a picture of you blowing meoff"so I got down on my knees and started long and slow, licking aroundunder his.