Was I shaking because it was cold and I was just wearing a short mini dress to show off the stockings, suspenders, and thong, with high heels and larg... hoop earings, with my long hair swept down and round to one side….or was it because I had a slight chance that maybe, just maybe it was actually true, and was about to happen?!My last text to say I was there as planned had been ignored, so I should have know it wasnt going to happen. Maybe it was just as well? Why would I agree to do that just. ? "As soon as you transfer the remainder of your balance, they are yours."? While Gene got out a laptop and started punching in authorization codes, Hansen made small talk with Edward, "So,?not that it is any of my business, but how did the last one I brought you do?? It was hard to find an 11 year old with those specifications."? Edward smiled, "oh, he did so good, we enjoyed him greatly, unfortuantly we knicked an artery on him when we were trying to amputate his arms and legs."? Mr. Hansen. ”“Nathan, I expect we may be out for some months, that’s why I’m taking herdsmen and some cattle, with plans to pick up more cattle at the farms we pass. When we get supplies I’ll give them notes for your records so you can show them as part of the farm levy or pay them.”They spend most of the afternoon talking about the logistics of such a large force in the field. The closest Nathan has seen to something like this, in the past, was when he was very young and in a group of three hundred. He just looked at them like he loved what he just heard. It was like he always felt that, and he was waiting for the others to think the same.However strange it was, I also felt slight wetness developing in between my legs.“No… No…This cannot be happening,” I thought. I felt being turned on listening to the obscene and horrific conversation between my son and his friends.“What is this! Am I really enjoying this? Am I starting to find pleasure with the fact that a group of young boys finds me.