Lori looked at my crotch then looked at my face and quietly said to me, “ you just might get the chance.”The doorbell rang and Lori’s date arriv...d. I immediately recognized him as one of the detectives on the local sheriff department. He had to be at least 25 years old. Lori caught my expression and lifted her finger to her lips in a shushing motion.It seemed strange that she tells me that she is jailbait to me, but going on a date with a cop.Mrs. Wagner…err, I mean Rachel, and I arrived at the. We drove for about twenty minutes when we arrived at a different Adult bookstore. After parking in the back, she reached over grabbed me by my balls and explained that I was to do exactly as told, and to not say a word or I would regret it. She got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side and opened my door. She motioned for me to get oout, and reluctantly I did. We walked into the front door of the store and it felt like time just stopped. it seemed everyone was looking at this. ......”The man was now pausing to call her filthy expletives (and had she known, position a camera to record her thrashing) which her mind barely registeres as it sought an orgasm unlike any other she'd had, one brought on by a man licking her pussy. She now curled her leg round his neck, trying to push him deeper and deeper into her precious area, one she'd fought to protect mere minutes ago. Did she care now ? If her mind told her yes,she simply ignored the voice, her pleasure, coupled with. They bumped into the trail left by a large band of Indians on the march, though it wasn't a fresh trail. They followed it for 2 days and finally spotted a large Comanche camp set up along the banks of a relatively good sized seasonal stream.Keith and Sam found a good place for their own camp and started scouting the Comanches to determine their routines. There was nothing unusual about this camp, the women and children did all the things that women and children usually did, and most of the men.