I left the building in a hurry, and started heading down Main St., company credit card in hand. After going a couple of blocks, I could see the sign f...r "Marla's" up ahead. As I got closer, I felt my stomach drop! "Marla's" was a women's boutique! The eternal optimist within me thought, "Well, maybe she also has some costumes."I walked in - "You must be Paul," I heard as Marla greeted me. "Let's see what we can find for you. Now, go into the changing room and take that stuff off so we can try. Let me feel it.” Clarra closed her eyes and started breathing slowly. Uncle touched her stomach over her shirt. “It’s very hard” uncle said. Making a face like he was shocked.“That’s cause you are feeling it through my shirt”Clarra said trying to play along the humor. “liftit and then you will know”. Uncle was getting whathe wanted. He carefully lifted her shirt. But to his dismay, he could only see her skirt tied high up.He pressed his hands on her stomach on top of her skirt and said “yes,. I felt my arousal suddenly skyrocket, but it took a few seconds before I realized what had happened, she had just slid a finger in my ass! Before I could even decide if I liked it or not, she added a second one and began pumping away at my tight ass. OH FUCK! I moaned, officially deciding to not fight what was happening. I soon realized I chose wisely when I felt an orgasm build deep within me. Moments later, the first wave of cum flew up from the depths of my cunt. FUUCCCKKKK!!!!! I moaned at. They had probably already found the other women sapped of life and thought her to be in the same category as the murdered females. She entertained the thought of pretending to be dead and hope that the Indians didn’t want to take the long women’s hair as trophies of their expedition. It was about a fifty-fifty proposition and the odds made it worthwhile for a least a try.She saw them put holes in the canoes used in the escape so that the other tribe could not swing back and use them to go.