The four beaver ponds I found scattered in the hills became some of my favorite hunting places. I was glad I had increased the number of mules I took ...hen I shot a monstrous elk wading and feeding in one of the beaver ponds. I was also glad for the Aigle rubber boots, as I had to wade out into the frigid water to get a rope around it. The mules dragged it to a tree that was big enough that the beavers had left it standing.I was up in the tree and had just finished attaching the block and tackle. Kelly stood, put a hand to her leaking crotch, and massaged the syrupy glob into her swollen ass and pussy. Maggie arose from the couch, wiping the semen from her face and sucking it off her fingers. And I stood there, cock in hand, stroking it slowly, amazed that it was STILL hard. We all dressed in virtual silence, went downstairs, not speaking until we reached the vestibule. Kelly spoke first. What happened up there? I&hellip,Ive never done anything like that before. It was pretty amazing,. ”Dworkin listened again and then nodded. “Just to confirm - they’re both under 14?”Calix glanced over at Brianna, but he already knew the answer. Brianna nodded solemnly anyway. “Yes, sir. Both are under 14.”Dworkin nodded again and then shrugged. “What of the others?”“Alicia Renee has a daughter to collect,” Calix called, avoiding saying Alicia’s last name. He hadn’t missed that the lieutenant had changed the concubines’ last names. He expected pointing it out wouldn’t sit well with Alicia –. “And I’m Jabrielle,” the other said. All of them looked to be around the same age as me, in their early twenties or so. But you could tell they were much older than me in experience. They were much tougher than I ever had to be. “Hi,” I said. “I’m Julia.” Sandy took my hand and shook it when I offered. “What are you in for?” Sandy asked. I told them I was in for selling pot. My boyfriend was the one selling it but he was growing it in my apartment. “That’s too bad,” she said and I noticed.