"Whenever you're ready Denise," said Nicky's father, who sat in a chair with a pad of paper on his lap"I'm hot and ready, Jess." she said breaking fro... the kiss."Okay, carry on as you are and we will get the entrance later."His mother and her three partners now began kissing and fondling with passion. Her mouth moved between the three men in a series of torrid kisses while they pawed at her body lifting her dress and probing her sexual entrances with thick black fingers. Other black hands. "Go on, what happened?"I agreed to take his nice new loaded with everything SUV in trade and drop all charges. Judge Peters didn't know the SUV was brand new and barely broken in. Not was he aware the mule was an old bag of bones I did not have the heart to shoot. He fined the guy all the travelers' checks he had on him and ordered him make out a bill of sale to me for the SUV. The price was one dollar and a show mule. I still have the bill of sale framed and hanging on the wall. That is one. It had been two years and some but he was almost there. He had stopped along the way to work for room and board, and to buy his kit. Sam, his mule, had cost more than the brass-sided carbine but his companionship was worth it.In his pack was a poncho, a good blanket, an 8x12 ft. span of canvas for shelter, a hand axe, corn meal, fat meat, rope, a small brass pail with a bail, salt, a box of shells for his rifle, a water jug and a spare pair of socks. Buried in the bottom was a small poke sack. .A violent pain wrenched my stomach as he landed one of the hardest punches I've ever felt. (Bearing in mind I weight 100lbs soaking wet, typical beta white male. He weighed about 220lbs) I dropped to the floor on all fours blinded by my tears, at this point I noticed the whole group aproach me laughing even more now. Then there was complete silence for what felt like an hour, all I heard next was the group exclaiming "This guy is a fag, you think you're fag ey?"It's at that point I realise my.