Alissa had been the only girl, and the hags had saved her for last. When dawn’s sun shown, instead of eating her, the evil pair dragged her deep int... the swamp to their small homestead. A mud hut, a couple sheds, a pig wallow, and a ramshackle stable.The twins made the girl strip. Her luscious body bared for their amusement. They told her that if she could keep both of her hands on top of her head they would let her go.So the girl put her palms on top of her long red hair. And the hags pulled. Wow, does that ever feel good, but it's not like I'm really fucking you. I'm just keeping my dick more or less in the same spot in your pussy."After about 30 seconds I heard, "Can you do that one last time? As long as it doesn't make you too excited, that is." I pulled back farther than I meant to, perhaps an inch or two, then overcompensated, slamming back into Samantha to elicit the reaction, "Oh yes!" I think I could do that again without getting too excited. Would you like that?" I knew she. Other than for sexual purposes there was no sense that she ever used me as a slave. In fact I had to work diligently to convince her that I could be of some use. I think it was almost a surprise to her to learn that I actually could be useful and relieve her of some chores. I certainly didn’t mind. On the contrary I revelled in it. I think that my earlier realisation of just how useless I really was in such a survival situation had made me feel inadequate. Doing my bit for our mutual survival. We haven’t had a Sheriff, since Orville Hickenlooper died, and we could sure use one. When you get your murder case resolved, you ought to think about settling down here. I know they would be interested in hiring you.”I was thinking, “If this isn’t a dream I might take him up on his offer.”The total cost for three short-sleeved plaid shirts, a week’s supply of boxers and two pairs of khaki pants was almost twenty-four bucks. I paid the man with one of my hundreds. He looked nonplussed. The Doc.