Anyway, I had my gun out and fired off a shot into the middle of his chest before his gun completely cleared his holster. I figured that the bully mus... be dead, but I shot him between the eyes just to be sure.I had just finished my beer to quiet the chilli and was in the last stages of looting the body when the marshal showed up. He asked, "Are you the yahoo what shot Billy Bob?" I answered in the affirmative, and he said, "Well, let me be among the first to congratulate you! Billy Bob Hooper. Mr. Ries brings the paddle down again across the lower part of your bottom at the top of your thighs. You barely are able to say “three” as the sting of the paddle runs through your body.The paddling proceeds with you counting each lick. You no longer care about what part of your body Mr. Ries sees. You cannot help but try and escape the paddle. After the sixth lick, Mr. Ries stops and lays the paddle across your bottom cheeks. He reaches between your legs and feels your wetness. He gently. Taking the scene before him in, he swallowed hard. Sara’s luscious rump was very close at hand and jutting up perfectly thanks to her red high heel pumps. It was all he could do to stop himself from taking her right then, but she had come a long way for this and he wanted to give her a night she would never forget. Black stockings wrapped her shapely legs and disappeared mid-thigh under her black dress with red highlights. Wanting to know if she was wearing the stockings just as he had asked,. Also we could not bear to see Melissa suffer through those nightmares effectively all alone every night.After looking at the confiscated pictures I found out that they each had been through almost every conceivable sexual torture you could imagine, both individually and together. They truly needed each other for emotional support before they could even start the healing process.John McIntosh, their uncle, was held without bail on a host of charges. His attorney was negotiating with the district.