He nudged Brad’s foot with his nodding his head in her direction.“You go to Forest Park High School don’t you?” Brad finally asked. Stupid que...tion because he knew she went there but had to start the conversation somehow. “I’ve seen you in the halls during class breaks and at lunch.” Brad looked into her deep brown eyes. “I’m in grade ten.”“Yes I do go to Forest Park,” Abby smiled, looking into Brad’s hazel greens. “I finally get to meet him!” She thought. “I thought I recognized you and seen. It felt like a tearing and stinging. I screamed and started to cry. I felt Ray's pelvis and legs resting against my ass. He laughed as he just let his cock sit inside my torn ass. "Damn. You sound like a bitch too!" he taunted. Ray then removed his cock all the way and then shoved it back it. He repeated this several times. It was the most pain I had ever felt. "Quit all that God damn crying! You know you love my cock," he said as he pumped my ass. Then he smacked my ass, got a hard grip on my. There was enough of a breeze that there was a chill in the air, so I pulled on a hoodie.You can call me a coward, but I really didn’t want to know anything about Kay. If I knew nothing, then nothing could happen, was my irrational logic. I had severed all ties with my former life. I hadn’t shaved, and I now sported a respectable beard.I had been at my lowest point that first week. I was so bitter at the blatant disloyalty of a man I’d thought of as my friend. I was so angry that I’d sold my. The rest of the day and night pass without any issues. Will wonders if the worst of the town’s crooks and bullies are now buried!Day 16The next morning the wagons arrive a little after breakfast because they got a very early start. Will takes them to the warehouse area to load them up with the bulk of his purchases.First is the gun merchant to pick up the guns. Will wants to load a quarter of each item into each wagon, but the way the guns are crated doesn’t really suit that. One thousand.