Clint tossed the revolver onto a sack nearby and holstered his own weapon. “Look and learn.” Clint said guessing what the guy was thinking.He show...d his skill as he drew the shiny silver-plated Colt and returned it before the dude could blink twice.The man watched the action and just sat back, a resigned look spread across his countenance and he bought his wrists up for Clint to tie. Once secure, Clint made him stand again, and they both marched out of the canvas edifice. Taking seats on a. “She showed me around, the local grocery store, dry cleaners, that sort of thing. I’m pretty much settled in to the apartment or at least as much I can be in a furnished apartment.” “Is there something you need?”“No, no nothing at all. Nicole took very good care of me. It’s just that I do a lot of cooking and I don’t have my knives, my pots and pans, measuring cups, that sort of thing. I just feel like I’m in someone else’s kitchen. I’ll get used to it just in time to go back home I’m. He came back with a one-litre Cola bottle. We hadn’t tried it since the first time and I also thought it might be a good time to try it again. He untied me, lubed the bottle and it slipped in easily. But like the last time, it didn’t fit in completely without effort and after he pushed it in, the same piercing pain shot through my body. This time, Andy knew no mercy. He sat behind me, holding my arms, pushing down my legs with his. One of his hands was enough to hold my arms, so his right arm. They exchanged telephone numbers and then left the store.In the mall they again found that men were watching the little girl with her ass showing. A quick stop at Sears resulted in a new digital camera for Bill. Then almost next store they bought two vibrators for their new slut, and several miscellaneous fun things."Well the shopping is done. What do you say we have a little adventure, maybe turn P.J. into a real whore. Would you like that P.J.? I mean making money with your pussy?" Sure if.