*March 16, 1848 - Thursday*We left St. Louis and traveled up the Mississippi a short distance to the mouth of the Missouri River and turned up it towa...d Independence.*March 22, 1848 - Wednesday*We arrived in Independence and immediately obtained lodging for at least a week with a delightful old lady, Susan Jenkins. She wanted to know our religion. I am an Episcopalian, Marion is a Methodist, Katrina is Lutheran, and Grace is Roman Catholic. It appears that she has no use for Mormons and was. "Goddamn!" Jess hollered. "I don't even have to ask what's up your ass." No you don't," Rick stated. "Kris, I need to see you for a minute."Kris climbed out and headed out the door. We all hoped it wasn't seriousbut knew something might happen. Kris returned and sat right back where hewas."Spill it," Scott said."By the sound of it, Colt's in some deep shit," Kris said. "I tried my bestto plead with him to wait before doing anything drastic. He really wasn'tin the mood to listen." I wasn't going. Stan however added, "I can say that we'll be seeing each other again, often I hope. Tonight for certain, at our dance class, and I hope more often after that."Elizabeth looked as pleased as Punch, Stan noted. "You can stop looking so smug!" he told her. "Why? I've got someone else to look after you now!" Elizabeth answered. She grew more serious and continued, "I was worried about you, Stan. But if you can snare as good a catch as Anne Berkely, I can stop worrying. That black cloud you used to. "Entering the booth and closing the door behind me my heart was beating fast. My cock was rock hard as I walked in front of him. When I saw his big red cock head my anus quivered and knees went weak."Loose the clothes." he said regaining my attention.Quickly I remove my clothes reveling my hard cock and smooth balls. He grabs my cock and pulls me towards him but also towards my knees. Now at his knees I take the big red head into my mouth. The sound of gay porn and his grunts are all I hear. I.