I slowly moved away from her face. She turned her back and started to cry. I wanted to ask her not to cry and forget about what happen between us. But...my words failed me at this critical time. Lust gave way to guilt. I left her in her room and went to mine. I sat on the chair and I buried my face into my hands with shame and guilt. I could still hear my MIL crying. But gradually the entire house was filled with silence. For the first time ever in my life I felt that I have done some horrible. But her fantasy was more. She wanted to be taken, her body used for a mans pleasure. She had confided to him that she often fantasized about having sex with a stranger and that’s when he put his plan into motion.Now she was there on her kitchen table for him, waiting.......Her breath drew in as the sound of the turning knob permeated the room. The door opened and footsteps filled her ears. Her heart was pounding and amplifying every sound. The door closed and then she heard nothing. “What was. Besides that, from what I’ve seen so far, there’s not any hired hands here except for Jonnie and Jamie. Well, maybe Miss Ruby too, but she was wearing a dress. She did wear boots under her dress. Boots just like the ones I’m wearing. This family really impresses me. They sure do have a nice spread here too. If I ever do have a spread of my own, I’d like to pattern it after The Double K and The Windy Ridge Ranch, taking some of each of them to build what I want.I heard the screen door open and. Meg looked about but the steep hills on both sides precluded their escape into the countryside. They were fair well captured with no recourse. Her father sensed the end was near and raised his pistol in an act of suicidal impulse. Several shots rang out and his bullet-riddled corpse fell into the dust at the side of the road. Meg merely laid down her sword and held out her hands to be bound up by the burly King's men. Still, they took great pleasure in knocking her to the ground and using their.