He didn't sound all that sorry."Thank you," she said again."He must have been a pretty good cowman to gather all these strays." He was a man of many t...lents," said Bella. It was obvious the man was trying to make conversation. The question was ... why?Becky came from the wagon with the bacon her mother had asked her to get. She smiled at the soldier. Bella felt silly standing there with a slab of bacon in her hand, so she handed it to AJ."Matilda, darling, add this to the stew." She realized. He hadn’t shaved as yet. With his guitar in his hand, I thought, for a brief moment, that he looked rather sexy. I quickly dismissed that thought. He greeted me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, as he sometimes does, and there was a faint smile on his face. Towering over me, he gestured an invitation. ‘Yeah. Sorry. She’s not back as yet. Come in. Make yourself at home.’ I sat on the couch and turned on the TV. ‘You want something to drink?’ he asked, as he opened the door of the refrigerator.. I'm the rapist and the victim at the same time, I'm fucking sodomising myself. I don't know how long this goes on for and then I come. And I come fucking hard. It's both me and him, the male and female orgasm layered on top of each other, a mind-fuck in and of itself. I hate this most of all. All the fucking violence, the abuse, the insane, warped psychological torture - it makes me cum harder than anything or anyone else ever has. Part of it is the rapist's sadistic... release. He chokes her,. We started our ride from the port up to one of the two hills of the island. The guy wasnt very talkative during the ride but one in a while he opened his mouth to tell me about some historical places on our way. He kept calling me big b*o until I told him not to, I said “please use my name”. I knew that he was into me and there were plenty of places in the forest where we could fuck. We finally found a narrow path through the forest and turned without a second thought. The island homes were all.