“She’s a survivalist. Not a nut job, conspiracy theory, doomsday type. She just likes the wilderness enjoyed on a minimalist basis.”The door w...s buzzed and the lock opened. I moved around the desk to the door, but stopped, turned, and asked the obvious curiosity question, “Why do I see all the added security?”“The sensors outside the perimeter were tripped. Until they check it out, everything is tightened down. I don’t think you’ll notice too much in there, though.”“The last time I was. There’s trouble ahead.”At the first sound of her voice I whipped my head around, looking for her. I had just realized that it was the spirit protector warning me, when a shot rang out far in front of us. I stopped the wagon, untied my bundle of rifles, and removed the rifle.Handing the reins to Anna, I jumped from the wagon and mounted my horse, moving to the front of the wagons. I got to the front of the wagons just in time for Hector, who’d been acting as the afternoon scout, to gallop up and. Being a bit modest Sam said she'd like to see some one piece suits. Mary asked Sam do you know your size. I'm not sure Sam answered, I wear a 36c bra and 38 waist. Walking around Sam, Mary sized her up by sight. Looking at Sam's breasts, then her bottom. Sam knew she didn't have a large butt, but it was round and firm. Looking at the designs Sam picked out four she liked. Mary showed her the dressing room and asked if she needed help. With a bit of sarcasm Sam said I think I can dress myself.. The boy was trussed over it, his ass in the air. Drake heard a sharp intake of breath and looked over at Riley, whose face had paled. ‘What?’ ‘You’ll see soon enough.’ The men undid the strap that ran in a ‘Y’ down the front and ended as the single strap in the back, baring the boy’s ass. One of the men grabbed a handful of the sandy hair. ‘Ever put anything in your ass, slave?’ ‘Hell no. I’m not gay! Let me the fuck go! What is wrong with you mother fuckers!?’ He continued to swear at them,.