I may need some help. I think that I may have been fingered. Some bitch has been following me, and she’s not a customer.”“Okay, do you have a na...e or a good description? The regular rates will apply.”“I have a name, Beth Argo. What will you do to her?”“We’ll snatch her. If she looks good enough, we might sell her to Mexico. Is she a blond? If she is, we could send her to Saudi Arabia. They go for blonds there. I don’t understand it, but the customer is always right.”“That sounds good. I’ll get. Watching the man, Josh knew he was right about them being raiders. He had seen this man leading a pack like this one before back home in Missouri. I’ll be damned, Josh thought, that’s John Fogerty and what’s left of The Bushwhackers. There had been more than 40 men the last time Josh had seen the gang. He wondered what happened to the rest of them and what they were doing so far west and south. No time for reminiscing now, we need to get back and alert Mr. Hobart and the wagon train, he told. I don'twant to be forced to punish you." I stood as still as a statue asthey covered me with shaving cream and using straight razors shaved mybody. The shaved my arms and then my underarms. They then shaved myback and my chest and stomach. They took great pleasure in shavingaround my cock, threatening to cut it off. But my master had saiddon't move and I didn't move. They then shaved my balls and evenshaved between my buttocks and around the entrance to my love chute. Finally they. Elaine rushed to get a Kleenex. ‘Oh Rosie, my sweetheart!’ Elaine sobbed. ‘M-mom,’ Rose’s voice was barely audible. ‘Yes baby it’s me. Your uncle is here too.’ Daniel moved closer to his niece. He stroked her beautiful long brown hair, which was in tangles. ‘Rosie, I’m here.’ Rose moaned in pain. ‘It h-hurts.’ Elaine cried. ‘Yes, I know. We’ll have you home soon. I’m going to take care of you.’ Rose stared up at her mother and uncle. She knew her life would never be the same, ever. * * * ~Two.