As for the vindictive low scores, because of my views, there are enough readers who encourage me to keep posting in spite of you. The scores don't mea... anything really, other than what one person thought at the moment. What does mean something, is that enough of you thought what I did was good, and the 32nd re-write of "Wilderness Ordeal" a totally different story than either the original or the replacement, by the way, has been accepted for publication and will be in stores in the next few. "Don't bite it!!!!" Brendan, Carmel and Steve all screamed at the sametime."You fucking take that cock Michele or your sister's getting something alot worse!" Steve threatened.I was in too much shock from the object invading my anus to be worriedabout the dick in my mouth and I tried to push down on my abdominalmuscles to force the hard plastic object out of my arse. I knew then whatit was; it was a dildo. Steve had lubricated it with Vaseline; that wasthe sound I had heard. All of the. How'd you do it?"Josh smiled and chuckled, "It's what I do Mr. Hobart. Diablo's a good horse but he's been mistreated. His mouth has scars from someone with a heavy hand sawing at the bit and his flanks have marks showing someone used those big Mexican spurs on him. It's no wonder he doesn't trust people. I'll work with him as we travel, it will take a little time but he'll be a fine animal."He slept under a wagon that night and the next day went back to town for some personal supplies. He. "Will you take my hand, Paul?" Shaitan asked me, holding out his hand for a handshake.With reservations, I took it and shook hands with the devil! I could not believe I was doing this! I walked through the gate, with five demons carrying my wine casks behind me. As soon as I came through, I felt a PRESENCE.The demons almost dropped my casks in their haste, and ran back through the gate. When the last demon was gone, the God Pejoru sealed but did not destroy the gate. He looked at me, and I felt.
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