" Master tells me slamming me once again. "You'reso tight." I am breathing very hard now and whimpering under him. "What'sthe matter, honey?" H e asks... "Does this hurt?" "Yes, Sir. It hurts!" H e has loosened me up a little and he is getting his rhythm down fuckingme evenly with increasing speed. "Well, what did you expect, young lady? " I try to make my body as relaxed as possible and enjoy what I can about theexperience. Master's cock is huge and harder than ever inside me. The powerand. I'd be a big hit at the home today!But then I looked more closely at the dress Lisa wants me to wear. It's nearly as sexy as the one I wore to the mall yesterday evening. It looks like I'm going to be the high point of the day for quite a few dirty old men today after all. But I imagine there are going to be some questions. I've never shown up looking like this before.I put the dress on and stared in wonder at the young woman I saw in the mirror as I buttoned it. It's certainly sexy. But. It startled me. Their size. Their lack of inhibitions. It was clear that this wasn’t their first time together. I could see it and hear it, the thrill they were giving and got taking turns showing off as they came. It boggled my mind. One thing I can tell you, once they sneaked away, I came harder than ever. That was something that stuck in my mind, and not just for the rest of the summer. I was an only child, raised by my single mom, who was a successful real estate agent in Ottawa, our. We emptied our pistols into him then dragged him out to find that he was already dead.Isaiah and his women buried him while Deputies Joe Johnson and Moses Kidd went back to bring the dead girls and live horses back so the girls could be buried too.We left and came home.Signed:Eli Crow United States Marshal Tulsa, Indian Territory April 25, 1884Eli signed his statement, swearing the content to be true and verifiable and read back over his account of the arrest attempt. Satisfied with his report,.