Dad had toldstories of having outhouses in the old days. There was one for women,which Mom said was acceptable, and one for men. Same with the showers...ttached to each building. The men's' shower was just a big room withabout 6 shower positions, and no walls between, which Mom said theladies had. Ricky wondered if it would be possible to go the entireweek without showering. He was a bit shy about his scrawny body, whichstill hadn't reacted to any hints of puberty.At the end of Moose Drive they. Jack weren't no friend of mine. I jus' knew the bastard from my visits ta saloons. He wuz a bully what's been askin' fer a takin' down fer years. Looks like he picked on the wrong fellow this time."About that time, the town marshal walked in. "I hear some public spirited citizen finally rid us of Jack Smally. Where is he, I'd like ta shake his hand?"Ed Hopper said, "Here he is, Marshal Jones. Meet Jim Austin. He's the public spirited citizen ya're lookin' fer."The marshal shook hands and. Her bound and gagged mother shook her head in despair as she watched me apply K-Y jelly, which I had taken from my bag, to my stiff cock, a cock that was visible to the mother as it rose above and behind the raised and naked ass of her beautiful teenage daughter. The woman screamed against her gag as she watched me position the rock hard member against that upturned ass. She thrashed against her handcuffs, her eyes those of a wild b**st, but she was helpless to do anything other than watch in. Approximately 15 minutes later, after more small talk and sexy chat we pulled up outside the house. I hopped out and scooted round to the passenger’s side to open her door and help her out. With a little difficulty I managed to lean in and across her chest to undo her seat belt. Good plan if I do say so, I got a good eye-full of her lovely boobs and brushed up gently against them for what seemed ages, but must only have been seconds. I was sure she felt the contact as she sighed a sensual.