Not only was she scared, but she didn't want to get hurt and felt resigned to let it happen and hope that he wouldn't really hurt or even kill her aft...rward. Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse. "Come on PAM", he yelled, "lets get moving!" She picked up her pace and draped the blouse over the chair and looked towards John."Well now that's nice, but I said to strip, so keep going. Come on bitch, don't tease me. Get those clothes off!"Pam was trembling now and had a hard time with the zipper of her. All other uses require written permission from the authors.My Name is Compassion. I am a guardian of time. I am, by human definition, immortal. I do not age. I was birthed near the beginning, and given the gift of controlling time. Please understand that I was limited to the technology of my small race. My limit was that my ability to influence things was limited to that which had happened since my birth. That is to say, I cannot go forward into the future. The forces that flow within me do not. Then we started playing with our hands while making out. He was grabbing my waist and boobs, feeling the curves of my body, while I was touching his now hard crotch. After a few minutes, he slid his hand inside my panties and start rubbing my totally wet clitoris. A huge moan came from my mouth when I felt his fingers in there. Then, I decided to unzip his pants and took a look at that big dick. It was 6 inches and really hard. I started stroking him, while still feeling his hand on me.Next,. He didn't want to insult the man with Josh but he damned sure wanted to know where the stranger came from. Hobart had heard stories about outlaws getting a man inside a wagon train; the insider would dispatch some of the guards and then the gang would rob and sometimes kill the families. Hobart wasn't about to let that happen to his wagon train.The three men dismounted and Josh said, "I guess you call him a stray, Mr. Hobart. Found him walking down the trail after his horse broke a leg.".