He stopped short and held out his un-worked pole towards the sound. The mew sounded as if it came from the bushes.“What’s ya got there,” the old...man leaned over while his saddle creaked.“Don’t know for sure,” Porter replied not taking his eyes off of the bush, “but it sounds like a cat.”“Shit,” cussed the old man and trotted his hamox back to the pack animal for his bow and arrows. “Wastecats are big, mean and don’t discriminate much, boy. The only good news is that I’m tough and rangy, and. No wonder she struggled to meet my eyes. I knew that as a 6’ 6” man, I could look quite intimidating.‘LISA MARIE!’ Shouted her mother, or at least loud enough for the little girl to cringe slightly.‘No Lisa Marie, I won’t ever hurt you. Aggie would bite me if I did,’ I said kneeling in front of her. ‘But if I was going to then I wouldn’t tell you, now would I?’The last bit nearly got a smile from her mother, but did get me a big grin from Lisa Marie.‘I’ll tell you what. I am going away for a. He phrased my attire for the evening as a request, but I took it as a demand. It was my turn to submit to his desires. I wore the same Catholic schoolgirl outfit that I had worn the week before, but he had made it naughtier by adding fishnet stockings that required a garter belt, instead of the traditional little girl kneesox. He also requested that I wear the atrociously tawdry crotchless panties that he had bought me for Valentine's Day early in our marriage. I had refused to wear them. He turned to see the women and gave them all a wicked smile letting them all know that he had an idea that would bring them all pleasure. After walking out of the store, Mark had the women follow him down a corridor nearby said “I want each of you to go in the restroom and wash these balls carefully then each of you are to put 2 balls into your cunts and meet me at Sears. You have 30 minutes to get there and if any of you don’t make it on time all of you will be publically punished.” Shae was.