I lost 3 men in the last robbery attempt and 3 more in the attempt to burn the trestle. And Sunday, we were attacked by at least 20 men, but managed t... escape with no casualties. We're runnin' into more expert defense than we can handle with our untrained men. We need to change tactics, Mr. Atkins, sir." Snodgrass, I'm tired of hearin' these negative reports and excuses from ya. Ifen ya don't do better, I'll have to replace ya! Ya're jus' diggin' yerself a deeper an' deeper hole. Now,. Meanwhile, Demi was alternating between blowing Joe and Wilmer, and she was furiously fingering herself with her hand. Demi really need to come, and she lifted her lips off Wilmer’s rod with a pop. “Please,” she implored. “Fuck me. I need you guys to fuck me.” “It looks like nothing’s changed. Still a whore hungry for cock, aren’t you?” Wilmer asked. “She always was a slut,” Joe said. “Which hole do you want?” “Ass,” Wilmer grinned. “Fine by me,” Joe smirked. Joe lay down on the floor, and Demi. He began by trying to isolate me from any male friends that I had. The most striking example of that was the way he went after Robbie. Robbie and I had grown up together and our relationship was a brother/sister one. But Robbie was a male and Harry could not bear to have another man around his wife so he went out of his way to be rude and disrespectful when Robbie visited me. Robbie became uncomfortable coming around to see me knowing that Harry might be there so he stopped coming by. We still. She walked around me, rubbed her hand on the spots that stung, and said, ‘Mikey told me that you like to take it in the ass,’ she said. ‘Yes, I do, ma’am,’ I said. ”You have to earn that privilege when you’re with me,’ she said. ‘What would you like me to do, ma’am?’ I asked, trying to make eye contact with her to see if I could break her down. I could tell it was working by the way she took that little gasp of air in order to regain her sense of composure. She had this look in her eyes that.