. Or you can stay and watch...or help" And with that he dropped his zip, and tried to pull out his very hard, thick looking cock!I was really nervous.....but strangely compelled to keep looking at his thick dick... It was a lot thicker than mine ( i hadn't finished growing mine yet! I was young!)lol.He wanked his cock really slowly, and if anything it got even thicker! He grabbed my hand after a few minutes and asked me to grip the base whilst he wanked...It was so very hard! really, really. "Playing cards. high stakes," she said, trotting off to serve a table. I enjoying watching her walk, and went to join the card game.They dealt me in and it did not take long to figure out that the 'husband' was a cheat and the others fools. I remembered the last time I caught a man cheating the same way and felt at my knife hilt. I won a few and lost a few, and then I brought out my big blade bayonet, laid it on the table, looked the man in the eye, leaned close to him and said very quietly so. I had to stop this. I put my hands on this chest and pushed him away."Stop!" I said as I started to breath heavy.He tried to kiss me again but this time I slapped him across the face and ran back to my room. I locked the door and slide down the door, trying to control my breathing. "Why did I like that so much?" I said out loud. "Cacaan open the door!" Damon yelled from the other side of the door.I started to cry but had no idea why."Just leave me alone" I said. I need to get out of here. After. He told me straight out that he wanted nothing to do with Bitchback Mountain and I took him at his word.The Indian village at the base of the mountain was a poor one because the people there were not much interested in working for any of the companies that sucked the vitality out of their young laborers and gave them a pittance in return. I was employed by the Department of the Interior to map out the areas still virtually undeveloped and determine if they were places the government might want.