Once the horse was taken care of, Beau went to supper at the local restaurant. After that, he went looking for a reasonably quiet saloon where he coul... go through the posters while he was enjoying a beer.Beau quickly found that the posters fit into one of three categories: posters with pictures (not very many), posters with good and useful descriptions of the wanted man (not very many), and posters with descriptions so vague that he fit most of them, himself (a majority of the posters). Beau. 'You have wine all over your shirt', a familiar voice whispered. It was him and he'd come to find me. 'Anyone could walk in!' I shrieked through shut mouth. He pushed me against the wall hard as I moaned feeling his hand slowly go down my waist. 'No...no...no...please no....we can't', as he flipped me to face him and begun licking the wine off my neck slowly but firmly moving down to my exposed cleavage. I had worn a white tank top and skirt that barely grazed my knees. With one hand firm. She’s been here for like, twelve hours or something.? The ginger girl paused briefly, her eyes on Victoria’s black-haired crotch. ?By the way, did you know you’re bleeding?? Victoria froze and looked down. ?That can’t be! I’m at least two weeks from my period!? Then she felt the sting in her vagina and labia that had heretofore been suppressed by adrenaline. ?Oh, god,? she said in a dull, quiet voice. ?I’ve been raped, haven’t I?? The other girl nodded with a look of pity on her. I went to my room and lay on the bed. But I could not get my mind of my aunt. I started fantasying about her and I felt my dick starting to grow. And for the first time I jerked off thinking about my aunt. Before long my aunt called me from the kitchen to have tea. I went to the kitchen after cleaning up. I went to the kitchen and sat down at the table. My aunt came with 2 glasses of tea and sat beside me. As we were having tea, I starting looking at her in a different way, thinking about her.