Still somewhat overwhelmed by the events that brought him to this small one room dwelling, he surveyed its well-worn and meager contents. The bed, nex... to a semi-obscure widow that was opened into the drafty alleyway, had seen much better days with the thick moth-eaten comforter barely masking the telltale slump in the middle of the mattress. The bathroom next to the bed reeked of stagnant water, and bore a small cracked mirror above the cracked sink as its only decor. The kitchen, located. " We went in and found George's wife,Emily standing by the table with a huge bowl of mashed potatoes in one hand scooping heaping mounds of them onto four pates on the table. She was a lot younger thanGeorge, probably not much older than my 17 years, certainly not as old as Clare's 20.Just a country girl, talked non stop about all the goins on around, that war in vetnam, which she mispronounced, of course,and all them hippies out there in Californie. I kept my opinions to myself, and joyed. " I'll protect them if you tell me their names and how to find them. And I will let the priest in to take care of you if you tell me who hired you and your friends. If you don't do those two things, I guarantee that you will go straight to Hell!" Very well, senor, if you promise to protect my family, I will tell you everything I know." When Jed gave his promise, the dying man told Jed much more than Jed had expected to hear. He got the names of two petty bosses and the name of the top boss. The. Tears streamed down my cheek as his breath burned my soft skin. The sensation of being used in such a wild manner scared me and for some reason I could no longer find the words in my mind to tell him to stop, much less attempt to speak them through his hand. His rhythm quickened and with each of my muffled cries, I found myself moaning deeply inside. My hips began to buck against his as I continued to strike at him. His thrust only seemed to be urged on ever the more furiously as I fought with.