‘Excuse me sir,’ Rafe said. ‘I couldn’t help but overhear you talking. I’m Rafe Cassidy and I’m looking for a job. Gonna winter in Camp Ve...de and could use the money. Been working cattle and horses since I was twelve or so. I know which end of a steer to rope and which end to slap with a lariat.’ ‘I’m Emmett Riley,’ the man said. ‘I reckon two Irishmen ought to get along. Tell me a little about yourself Rafe. Where you from?’ ‘Just got in from Show Low. Rode guard for a wagon train from Socorro. No! Please don't do that to me! I don't want men screwing me!" Oh, you say that now, but as soon as I give you a nice dripping little cunt, and a pair of huge soft tits with extra sensitive nipples, you'll be spreading your legs for any Tom, Dick or Harry who strikes your fancy," Tanya replied, and then she added with a laugh, "...or Dave, or Ted, or John, or Mike..." OH GOD!" Bob cried as he fell to his knees in front of her. "Please Tanya, please stop. No...No more. I can't take...no more.". The fact was, Janice was afraid of losing me, too.Okay, now I knew what I was facing. Maybe I could make Janice understand that I did not envision myself as another Superman or even the Hulk. I set out to convince her that I was going to be just as careful as any other human male when it came to getting hurt. I figured that all I really needed was time to get through her fear. I was resolved to be as patient as necessary. I was in as big a hurry as any other lovestruck male to make her mine,. Neither could I move my cuffed hands."Out of my way, you creep!"My aunty? I must be hallucinating. I tried to rise to my knees just to notice that they hurt, too. But not as much as my ass and head. Maybe that was a good thing. Or maybe not. I still could not focus my eyes."Eric, don't try to move."It was my aunty! Well, it was easy to not move. Except that my hands hurt, too. But maybe that was less hurt than what it would be if I'd try to stand. Why was it so hard even to think sensible.