.. standing there ... dripping ... she devolved into a series of sneets that left us, her observers, dying of laughter. But the expression on her face...was one of panic. She couldn’t stop ... sneet sneet sneet SNEET SNEET. Each succeeding sneeze was louder than the last ... and she couldn’t catch her breath.Cyn passed out ... not a ladylike swoon nor a graceful careful where you fall theatrical faint ... nope ... THUD. Face first. Ridged ... stiff as a board ... smack the corner of the mahogany. Their votes were easy to buy, and not necessarily for cash; a bottle of bad whiskey would buy a lot of votes. So would nebulous promises of "pie in the sky." Several secret Southern organizations rose to fight this (no, not the KKK, it was too early for them) and they went on killing sprees against the Negroes. It made no difference whether an ex-slave had sold his vote or not, those people assumed that he did, and they were out to see that it didn't happen again. The easiest way to do that was. He gave a wave of his hand, indicating thathe decided this would be my show. Thanks for nothing."Okay, first of all, I'm not Charlene."Shelly nodded. "Okay. Why not? If you're not Charlene, which is reallyfreaky since you look just like her, who are you?" Charles," I flashed what I hoped was a sincere smile. "I'm the maleversion of Charlene from a parallel universe." You're a guy from another universe? Do men have tits where you'refrom?" What?!" I shook my head. "No, we don't. We have ... male. It was a good thing I didn't let my grip loose because she suddenly began to flex and claw me again so I applied more pressure and she tried to move her whole body and let her legs down so I widened mine a little more to keep her legs open and I started pounding her cunt even harder while she struggled,"YOU INTENDED TO RAPE ME, YOU BASTARD", she sneered.Now in latter years I became more accustomed to this language and such a scenario but at this age, and my limited experience, just the word.