Angie didn’t care about that, she only cared that she wouldn’t have to think about work for the next week. She was an anthropologist at a major university and put in long hours helping her husband, the professor, with his classes. She looked over at James. At fifty, he was twenty years older then she was. His head was buried in a Caribbean fishing magazine and he planned on going out fishing several days during the vacation. Angie planned on soaking up some rays while he was gone during the day and hopefully rekindling some of their stagnant sex life during the night…
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Being jobless, I decided to move on. Pa was a worthless drunk then and ma had lost all her looks. I didn’t even say goodbye to them though I did stop to see my sister. She said, she’d quit whoring when she found the man who could satisfy her. She was about thirty then, but looked ten years older. It was then that I decided to go after Shame.
He was easy to find. I just followed the trail of black children. They got younger as I closed in on him. Finally, near the dawn of a new century, I found him in a small town in Utah…
My pa and I both ended up working for Bodie driving his cattle. My ma and pa stayed together. At first, pa had been furious with ma, but they came to some kind of agreement. They spent a lot of time together in their bunkhouse on Bodie’s ranch and both seemed happy for a while, though ma would stare wistfully down the road Shame had appeared on from time to time.
Pa took most of his frustration out on my sister and he drove her away. She became the town whore, servicing Bodie’s cowboys for $2.00 a lay from a room at the saloon. Slim blew a lot of his money on her…
“Shame,” I cried. Startled, Shame turned around and saw me standing there outside the saloon. “Did you kill ‘em? I didn’t hear gunfire.”
Shame looked grim when he said, “A man is what he is Caleb. Someday you’ll understand.”
He then mounted his horse and turned it away from me. I knew he wasn’t going back to our house.
Shame looked in the bag. Two hundred dollars to give Hetty a baby. Elijah was the natural leader of all the homesteaders. When his wife gave birth to a little black bastard, he would become the town laughing stock. Bodie could then take over his land as well as that of the other homesteaders. “One more thing Bodie,” said Shame. ” Don’t kill him.” Bodie paused for a moment and then nodded, he had what he wanted…
Elijah came out of the house just as Shame was mounting up. The rifle was sticking out of his saddle bag and his things were rolled up. He looked just like he had the day he rode up.
“Shame, this is my fight,” said Elijah.
Shame dismounted. “Elijah, if you ride into town, you’ll be as dead as Jake is.”
“I’m a man of god, Shame, but there’s only so much a man can take. I’m coming with you.”
Shame had fucked Hetty every night and Mary during the day for several weeks now.. Mary could take all his cock now and loved every inch of it. It seemed impossible, but the girl loved fucking even more than her mother. A few days ago, he had introduced her to ass play and had fucked her ass earlier today. She had skipped dinner, feigning an illness, but in reality, she couldn’t sit down on the hard wooden chair…