"Asshole!"It was a dark, moonless night, and Cherise had to take great care not to trip while walking down the uneven gravel road, strewn with broken ...eer bottles, discarded beer cans, and other assorted garbage. She knew she had a long walk ahead of her, because it had been a ten minute drive to get to the clearing after Tim turned off the main road. She paused to debate between trying to navigate the road in her high-heel shoes, and risking walking on it barefoot.Suddenly, something rustled. Jessica stood by ready to come to her friend's aid should they get the upper hand, but they did not have Gwen's speed or skill and finally joined their still writhing chief on the ground. Jessica and Harriet tied them up with the rope that had recently bound them."Well done, Gwen! - you certainly showed them!" said an admiring Harriet. "But you look a terrible mess you poor dear! You'll need to get that face seen to." Never mind that now. Get these three into the field - we don't want them. "Evans, James Evans from Dublin, Georgia," I introduced myself."I'm Richard Wright, I build wagons and a few other things, but I'm mostly the blacksmith here."I was a carpenter before I started west, I hope to be a farmer, or rancher."I have an order for four freight wagons, this is the first one. Would you be interested in helping build them. I could pay you $ .75 per day plus your room and board."I thought about it for a minute."My wife is a very good cook," he enticed."How long will the job. From the looks of it, he was quite satisfactory.”“Meet my daughter, Jolie,” the liquor store lady said, “she went out clubbing tonight, but I guess she didn’t find a guy to take home.”“Nice to meet you,” the girl said to me, smiling mischievously while eyeing my prick that was rock-hard again by now. “Yeah, I went out tonight, but all the guys there were losers. Young guys with attitudes, you know.”“Well,” the liquor store lady said to her daughter, still stroking my stiff rod, “you’re free to.