I hoped that once I had them all, and I’d reviewed them each with Kim, that we’d have one reasonably accurate map of Winslow’s base, and one of ...he region about it.I’d picked Gus for my victim because of his arm. I didn’t know if he could draw or not, although I’d noticed on our trek home that he was right handed and his wounded arm was his left. He could have pulled that as an excuse not to draw, and if he did, I’d accept his excuse, but then I would have moved straight in to interrogating him. She'd chased down everyone who knew anyone without a single lead. "Hell, Lady, no one here has any use for that crap," was the most informative answer she'd gotten all day. Dejected and out of ideas, she found herself at the door of the local watering hole. "Might as well at least get a beer and some real food while I'm here," she thought. "Maybe someone here knows someone who might have a clue where I can get work."Pushing through the door, the greasy smoke-filled air inside just about made. We caressed our arms, chests, and backs, but our hands stayed respectfully above the waistline, continuing the innocent narrative from before. With his touch brought the electricity of emotion, a sensual arousal of my senses. Although I was extremely aroused I calmly kept my penis from getting hard, wanting to prolong the playfulness of this encounter. I held off even when he reached for the bar or soap, and as he gently covered my body in lather I still remained soft. It wasn’t until his. Several times though, I was in so much pain, I couldn’t do my job properly and I got a warning from the boss. When I told him about you two, he went berserk. Unfortunately for me I was already undressed and was face down on the bed expecting a doggie style fuck. He grabbed and tied my wrists behind my back and then my ankles to the bedposts. "I haven’t been able to give a woman a good thrashing since my bitch left," he said to me, "So if she’s not likely to come back, you’ll have to take her.