The bed was pushed up against the window that looked down upon the house I had built for Marylou and the kids. Ma liked to look out the window when I ...as plugging her from behind, I suppose to have advance warning should Marylou decide to come up to the house for a visit. Ma was looking through the spotting scope she had recently asked me to buy for her. I thought it was for looking at birds but it was mounted on its tripod between the bed and the window, and it wasn’t pointed at the sky.“What. He said he still wanted to try it. He was sweaty and stinky. He put vaseline on my booty and stuck his dick in me. Then his friends. They all did the same.”“You didn’t deserve that,” Doug consoled his wife.Alia sniffled, “I was only nine. What did I do wrong to make it happen?”“It wasn’t your fault. They were bad, terrible men.”“It went on for months,” Alia purged. “I tricked one of those retards into untying me one day. Then I ran away as fast as I could.”“I’m so glad God gave you a mind to do. "They rode for several miles without seeing any sign of their quarry turning off the trail or any other rider pulling in to use the same trail. It wasn't much later when they rode back into Anderson. It was just getting dark and they hurried to follow the tracks as best they could before it got too dark to see. Unfortunately, they lost the trail in the general confusion of tracks running all up and down the main street of Anderson. Giving up, they rode to the marshal's office to find out what. Are you getting me out of here?' she asked in a frightened whimper.'I'm working on it, dear. Stay linked with that girl. I'm sending Becky and Cindi in to guard you. You know what they are, don't you, honey?''Yes. Thank you.' There was a pause as she thought. 'You have to keep me in here for the girl, don't you? It's ok, I understand, just don't leave me, Patrick!' she begged.'Megan, I'm not leaving you. If it comes down to it, I'll come in there myself. He'll gladly take me over you.' I meant.