‘Hi there. I’m Cyrus.’ ‘Well, hello Cyrus.’ She said in the most elegant manner. Her voice was by no means soft and dainty, but rather sultr... and seductive, full of passion. ‘I’m Leah.’ Cyrus now had a chance to admire her sophisticated beauty from up close. It was certain she was several years elder to him, but with a sophisticated radiance that possessed Cyrus instantly. With hardly any makeup on, her skin still looked fresh and young as it glowed in the dim light of the flickering candles.. Tears again start to form in her eyes, remembering it was her misbehavior that made that have to happen. She hugs Tim tightly.As he drops Abbie off to work in the car, she hugs and kisses him one more time. This time, finally finding the words to whisper in his ear, “Thank you, Tim, for giving me guidelines and the discipline to be a better person. I am sorry that I do things which you need to correct for me. I am trying to be a better person.”Tim hugs her in return and tells her to be good. The others, I didn't count them but there were roughly two dozen of them, gathered around and cheered their friends on. They were all very rough. It was obvious that half the fun was torturing her, hurting her.She struggled with them until the first two men came in her and the second two stepped up and began to rape her. By then she was exhausted and she had known all along how futile her struggles were.It went on for nearly two hours. They all raped her and several of them raped her more than. "The town was thirty-five miles away as the crow flies ... but, of course, it was much, much further away by the route that the little wagon train would need to follow. It was decided that the group would turn off the track that they were following, and cut east across the prairie. Then they would turn north, on the road that ran between two settlements.They hit the road on their fifth day of travel, and turned north. The two Irish women were still doing outrider duty and on that day it was.