Not Zoey.Of course Zoey didn't look like the victim.It also didn't help when I noticed them holding hands. And it didn't help when I noticed them kiss...ng. Like a fucking couple.Then I remembered.Her comments.Zoey always thought Beth was cute. I mean, really really cute. She talked about her big boobs longingly. Like she was the one that wanted to motorboat them and lose herself in her never ending cleavage.Then I thought of Beth. She was a victim of rape. Her first real boyfriend "raped her. I walked between bushes and knelt to look at tracks before I stood. I began to trot and heard several people yell or call out.The man and woman stayed behind me as I slowed and sniffed before I continued. When we reached a creek I sniffed and growled as I stepped into the water. I turned to walk in the water and watched the banks. It was several hundred meters before I saw the track and smelled the men again. I began to trot and the woman caught up and grabbed my shoulder.I shifted away but she. ?I’ve got protection,? he said, reluctantly pulling himself away from her naked body and opening a drawer beside his bed.?Do you have any diseases?? she asked.?No. Do you???No. I get a full physical done every year and I’m not nearly as active as you might think, so let’s forget about the rubber. You’ll like it more if you can feel me when you’re inside.?He knew that he should be using a condom no matter what she said, but he looked at her naked pussy and his resolve crumbled to dust. How could. I may holler at you tomorrow to get them moved inside, but I’ll let you know early tomorrow,” Granny told him.For the first time since they had arrived, I looked at Hank up close as he stood beside me. He was wearing a new Colt .45 just like the ones Granny and I carried. His was in a holster on his hip and the big man looked like he meant business.I helped them open the hangar door and told them I’d close it behind them, since I knew how it operated now.They were gone and when the door was.