You have just insulted them greatly,and I really don't think you want to make them any more upset withyou. You are on their land without permission. I...have no control overwhat they do. They do know that I don't like the sight of blood orviolence, and that may be why they haven't started tearing you topieces." Can you get to the truck, and bring us a gun or two, then?" the mansaid. He and his men were getting more and more anxious about theirpredicament."A gun? The wolves are my friends. You. “Oh, Dad,” I moan. “You’re going to make me cum.”“Hold it, boy,” Dad commands.I hold it.Dad continues to pull me back to him as I ride his cock.”That’s it, boy, ride it. Ride Dad’s cock.”I ride it.“That’s hot boy. Dad’s thick cock fucking my boy’s tight hole; Dad’s boy riding that thick Daddy dick. You’re such a good boy.”I revel in Dad’s compliment. I moan with pleasure and pride that Dad chose me, taught me, continues to teach me to be his boy, Dad’s boy.Dad’s grip on my waist becomes. They follow you because they have to ... They have no desire to follow your ideals..." You're wrong! You're just trying to incite tension between us! You will not succeed!" Well, see for yourself..."The mist in front of her turned glassy and a vision appeared. It was the village of Gideon. Atrus was observing the land around him. His expression was as cold as before. In the background some girls were laying on the ground, sleeping with earth as their beds and torn clothes as their blankets.. Suddenly, Jase was confronted by the barrel end of a Henry or a Colt in the hand of every girl and the driver!"My, my," replied Jase, "why do I feel like now I'm the one being escorted?"They all had a good laugh at that line.Then the Madam said, "If my eyesight deceiveth me not, yonder lies a copse of wood and likely a run of water. Seein' as the sun is nigh to straight overhead, what say we all repair over there for a little basket lunch?" Why my lady, speaketh thee so quaint from yon brothel.