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Billy returned to Bob and joined in the fire against the remaining two attackers. Bob appeared to have wounded one of the attackers, but there was some doubt about the other one. By this time, Billy's wounds were beginning to feel very painful, but they could still lose the battle if either one slacked off.
Billy decided that the only way to put a successful end to the battle was for him to try to flank those last two men and put them out of action. Billy limped back toward the dock so that he could follow the route that the enemy had followed. He figured that to be the easiest route to get behind the enemy. By stooping over, he was able to remain concealed as he made his way toward the opposition. He was slowed down by the wound in his buttock to the point that he was barely able to walk at his normal speed.
By the time Billy reached the site of the attackers' camp, they were already gone. Billy turned toward where Bob was lying and saw to his horror that one of the attackers was already squatting beside Bob and was holding a gun to his head. Billy moved to about 20 yards from the pair and shouted, "LEAVE MY FRIEND ALONE, AN' I'LL LET YA GO!"
The man holding the pistol to Bob's head shouted, "FUCK YA, YA SLAVER!" He then fired a bullet at point blank range into Bob's head! There was no question as to Bob's fate, as his head exploded from the shot. Billy exploded in rage and began pouring bullets into the murderer. The number of bullets that actually hit the murderer was problematical, since Billy emptied three guns into the man's riddled body.
Billy burst into tears and ran to his friend. Of course, there was no chance of saving Bob with a wound like that. Mercifully, he was already dead by the time Billy reached him. Billy cried steadily for the next 2½ hours. He finally came to himself and buried Bob on a little knoll above the dock. He put up a cross with Bob's name on it, but there was nothing else he could do for his friend.
Billy found that he was hungry after all of the excitement and strain of the last 16 hours, so he ate some pemmican and drank some water. Then, more because it was an ingrained habit than for any other reason, he searched the bodies of the dead raiders for anything of value. Billy collected guns, knives, and money before dumping the bodies in the river.
Billy discovered that he had really aggravated his wounds, so there was no way he was going to ride a horse until the wound in his buttock healed. He didn't have long to wait for a riverboat to stop for fuel, and he bought passage to Kansas City for himself and his animals. Fortunately, there happened to be a doctor on board who had some training in antiseptic medicine in Vienna, Austria, so Billy was saved from a terminal case of gangrene. Nevertheless, Billy was in considerable pain and consumed as much laudanum as the doctor would allow. They needed five days to reach Kansas City, and Billy was able to walk reasonably well by then, but he still could not ride a horse without too much pain.
He sold the livestock and took residence in Kansas City's finest hotel, such as it was. Billy spent most of his first week in bed letting his ass recover as much as it would from the bullet hole. That was his limit, though. He took a pillow with him to the Gentlemen's Lounge and found a poker game. The next six weeks were spent almost exclusively either playing poker or sleeping.
Billy had taken to heart what the last murderer had shouted at him just before shooting Bob, and he did some investigating of what the comment implied. All of this was in conversation over the poker table, but the information crosschecked and certainly seemed reliable.
Basically, there were four factions in Missouri at the time. Two factions, one supporting the South and States Rights, etc., and the other supporting the Union were somewhat passive and just wanted to be left alone. However, there were two factions, called "bushwhackers," engaged in outright warfare, one supporting the South from the counties along the two major rivers, and the other supporting the North from the western and northern parts of the state. Since the Missouri River essentially bisected the state horizontally, there were a number of Union supporters both north and south of the river.
Apparently, the gang that had attacked Bob and Billy had been bushwhackers supporting the North. In both cases, many of the bushwhacker gangs were really outlaws who were just out for themselves. In any case, most honest citizens would like to see the bushwhackers from both sides eliminated. The trouble was, they didn't know how to do it.
Well, Billy knew what to do. He was going on a personal vendetta against bushwhackers from both sides. He could never forgive that bushwhacker for murdering his friend, and he was going to do something about it, even if nobody else would!
When his buttock and other wounds had finally healed, Billy was ready to begin his war of revenge. He had asked around and found a decent map of the Missouri River area in the vicinity of Kansas City. He knew better than to trust banks, but he had to find a safe place to keep his gold, which was now close to $200,000. That was plenty to finance many years of hunting bushwhackers if he could just keep it in a safe place. He concluded that the only practical place to put it was in a hole in the ground. All he had to do was to find a suitable cave along the river, and local gossip claimed that there were many such caves. His first step was to find such a cave, and he planned to start looking immediately.
He bought a horse and two pack mules, both trained to follow without a leadrope. He was equipped pretty much as he had been when he and Bob set out for Kansas City, except that all of the weapons now hung from his saddle. With eight Colt revolvers and 12 extra cylinders, he was a virtual army in his own right. The load was heavy, and his horse complained, but Billy ignored the complaints. Eventually, the horse gave up his complaints when they produced no reward.
It was his second day along the south bank of the Missouri River that Billy found the cave he was looking for. It was comfortably above the flood peak and plenty large enough to provide a decent home as well as a hiding place for his gold. He took $200 working cash from the saddle bags and cached the remainder deep within the cave. Billy didn't bother to bury the bags of gold—he set them on a shelf of rock and pushed back far enough not to be easily spotted by the casual searcher. There was some dust on the cave floor, so he brushed out his tracks as he left that part of the cave.
It was only a matter of a few minutes to rig a rope corral for the animals in the cave. As nearly as he could tell, the cave had only the one entrance, so he was an adequate guardian to keep carnivores away from his animals at night. During the day, when he was "home," he would pen them outside so that they could forage for themselves. Billy also gathered enough firewood so that it would have plenty of time to dry before he needed it. That way, he would not have a lot of smoke signaling where he could be found.
There was no way to be sure where to find bushwhackers, so he was going to have to patrol for them. Initially, at least, he would ride a patrol line in the southern edges of the counties along this side of the river. Later, he would cross over the river and do a similar patrol on the counties on that side of the river. If he began to run out of bushwhackers, he would move to the Mississippi River counties. Gossip had it that he would have plenty of bushwhackers to chase if he stayed along the Missouri River.
It was now the spring of 1857, so he should have plenty of targets for his search.
Billy outfitted packs for both of his mules. He didn't really need that much carrying capacity, but he wanted the extra warning of trouble that two mules would provide. Besides, he thought that two mules would make a trail wide enough that the dumbest greedy bushwhacker could follow.
Fully prepared, Billy began his hunt. He headed about 10 miles east before cutting south in order to disguise his particular cave as much as he could. He had gone about five miles and was thinking of calling it a day when he saw smoke rising about a mile away.
Either some farmer had an accidental fire or some bushwhackers were at work. He didn't care which side they were on, to Billy, a bushwhacker was a bushwhacker. He picked up speed in an effort to arrive in time to do some good. That had to be the work of bushwhackers because he could hear the sound of gunfire. When he got close, Billy slowed down. He didn't want to be shot before he knew what was going on.
Billy's Hot MomChapter 1Donna waggled her ass, moving her hands up and down her body.Billy sat watching, his cock throbbing inside his pants, his eyes big and round, glittering with excitement. The very long, very slender legs of his mother moved snake-like as she turned and danced slowly. Her ass bunched and relaxed.Donna wasn't really a dancer, but she loved to dance this way at home, privately, with only her son watching. She had a natural sense of rhythm that was sensuous and arousing, her...
Chapter 1 Donna waggled her ass, moving her hands up and down her body. Billy sat watching, his cock throbbing inside his pants, hiseyes big and round, glittering with excitement. The very long,very slender legs of his mother moved snake-like as she turned anddanced slowly. Her ass bunched and relaxed. Donna wasn't really a dancer, but she loved to dance this wayat home, privately, with only her son watching. She had a naturalsense of rhythm that was...
Rattling chains or Day Three Billy struggled, tugging on his wrists, but they were held firm by the leg of the chair that his sister was sitting on. With her feet wiggling under his face he was humiliated so much that he could hardly stand it. He tried turning his head, but it was not comfortable in the position he was forced to kneel in. So having no choice, his face was pressed against both of her feet, her wiggling toes were tickling his lips. The smell was not horrible, but it...
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Billy gets prepped for Collage Hi, my name is Jill. I live alone in your typical quiet residential suburb. My husband died in an industrial accident three years ago that left me with quite a bit of insurance money and plenty of free time after I quit my job as a nurse at the local hospital. I don’t have many friends except for Pam that lives next door. The house on the other side of me has an older couple living there with one teenage son. The family is quiet and keep to themselves. The boy...
Day One Billy, his mother Sara and sister Krissy, moved to the country, their new home was quite large but isolated. This didn't bother billy too much, living in the country with a forest beside the property sounded like a lot of fun. He was a bit of a computer geek, where as his mother, who managed to use the internet, really knew nothing about either. Nor did his older sister Krissy, so Billy was in charge of keeping the families computers working, he was quite good at it...
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Billy's second day continued. He carried the load of laundry, in the basket, upstairs. He was surprised that he didn't have to carry each item up one at a time like he did when he brought the laundry downstairs. He shook his foot, the padlock wiggled against his ankle, reminding him that the high heels were locked on his feet, there was no taking them off today. Which of course meant he couldn't take off the pantyhose either, or the panties. As he turned he caught his reflection in a...
By Jimmy (t/t auth rape anal spank) =========================================================================== His name was Billy Ross, but I thought of him as Bully Ross. I had learned to hate him years before. I guess he started picking on me the first time he ever saw me. I had learned to avoid him as much as I could. No matter how much I tried to steer clear of him, he always seemed to pop up. I was at the creek once, fishing. Billy appeared out of nowhere and threw me...
She looked so amazing, I had to do a double take, was it really her? They had dyed her hair a deep scarlet, and pinned it up, exposing her curved neck with long loose ringlets falling from her temples, perfectly framing her face. She looked sexy, sultry. She was heavily made up, thick red lipstick and large dark eyes, half closed, she looked like a goddess! She wore a long white gown, which emphasised her gorgeous curves, split high at the sides, exposing white stockings as she was led before...
"Very," answered Billy "and fun to." "Yes, you certainly looked like you were enjoying yourself. It was almost like you wanted to show yourself to the Dr. and her nurse." Replied Cheryl. "I did mom, there was something very exciting about it." "Maybe you're an exhibitionist Billy, you know someone who enjoys exposing themselves to others." "Well, if that's what an exhibitionist is then I guess I am one." Said Billy. "Is it ok if I'm naked around the house some mom?"...
Day 3 continues Robyn was giggling as billy lay on the floor, he had become overwhelmed with sensations and with what Debbie had just told him. They were going to put him in a corset, lace him up, and put stockings on him. The smell of her foot had been so intoxicating, the feelings as her other foot was caressing his leg, sliding on his pantyhose, and it was sending such powerful sensations throughout him. He just couldn't take it anymore. He was overwhelmed. Amy was concerned,...
Author's note: This story was written in the 1980's, way before 'Billy Elliot' saw the light of day! BILLY, THE BOY BALLERINA By Sylvia Who? 1. Billy Liar "Bye, bye Billy!" Melissa called cheerily as she closed the front door behind her, trotting down the path to join dad in the car for her trip to school. Meanwhile, I was staggering down the stairs still half- asleep after my early morning foray into the garden while everyone else was still in bed. I could see mum out...
Chapter 1 Billy and I had just finished having our final business meeting and discussion with my father. It hadn't gone well for any of us. It ended up with him paying us a dollar for the Mustang and telling us to stick the rest of his share of the business up our asses. We had all known that it wasn't going to turn out that well when he had shown up drunk, for an eleven o'clock morning meeting with us. In a nutshell, he had taken to treating all of his friends and acquaintances to drinks...
All rights reserved by the author. May be posted on any site for Free distribution. Send comments to [email protected]. Billy the Kid By Waldo ([email protected]) Chapter 1 - The shootout "Billy! Billy Boney! It's Sheriff Pat Garrett. Don't shoot. My posse's got the cabin surrounded. You sure as hell can't escape from all of us now, especially because of the way that we've got your hideout completely surrounded. Throw your pistols out the window and surrender to me. You know...
Chapter 2: Billy goes balls-deep "Oh my fucking God. I can't believe I'm doing this" say's Shante to herself. Meanwhile, Billy has lit up a cigarette. So, I go to the kitchen to get him an ashtray. I tell Billy "I'm going upstairs to take a hot shower. Billy replies: "Cool, I gotta call up my buddies anyway. Don't take too long! I get undressed and turn on the shower. I still can't believe how much cum he plastered all over me. I gotta let him know that it's not...
Be good post this where you will as long as you attribute it to Little Miss Vicky Kay. Billy the Bully Hollister A story by Little Miss Vicky Kay. It was the last day of sixth grade when Billy the bully Hollister threw Helen into the mud puddle. It was at recess and everybody laughed as she was sent crying to the principal's office. The beautiful new pink dress was now dripping with mud. Ellen went home humiliated, didn't get to say goodbye to her friends and picked up the nickname...
After making my best friend Tammi listen to us having sex, we both rolled over and fell asleep. I woke up around 7:30 AM, with Billy's hand squeezing my ass, and his cum still dripping from my pussy. I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom when it dawned on me "What must Tammie think of me?" I decide to take a hot bath to soothe my aching ass, and my well-stretched pussy. As I soak in my jacuzzi tub. I hear Billy on his phone, but I couldn't make out what he's saying. A few...
William Robert James Dunlop was a bully, he had always been a bully, his father encouraged him to be a bully. “Weak fools get nowhere son, exercise your authority, make them crawl.” The town where Billy as he was known to his friends did just that, his father was wealthy, people in the town didn’t really know what he did, to be fair neither did Billy. Billy treated people and especially girls like objects to be used and discarded at will. When he was eighteen he tried to rape...
Billy's career as a bordello bouncer got off to a good start. The joint was trying to move up in class, so the madam insisted that Billy dress in finer clothes. She didn't insist on formal attire, but she did want him to wear a business suit of a fine cut. Unfortunately, nowhere in Mobile was there a suit that would fit her demands and fit Billy's dimensions at the same time. Thus, she was forced to have a suit tailored to fit Billy. This was rather expensive, but Billy cut a fine figure...
The week passed without any further word from Billy and it was finally Friday, the day of the party. I left for home at noon, thinking that I should be present to make sure everything was in place. Since I had little idea of what those things should be, it was a puzzle as to how I would even know if they were 'in place'. Well, so long as I was there, that was the important thing. As I pulled in, I found myself weaving past vans, trucks and cars, all seemingly arranged to make my path to...
Then his father said the fatal words that Billy had dared hoped might somehow be said that eve. "Now Billy". Gail turned and looked at her husband in a wide-eye, startled expression. "That is really i****t, not education, Frank!" "Both, but let him just put the tip in, to see how a pussy feels, as a reward for doing what you asked him to do. 'Fair is fair' thought Gail and she began to spread her legs again. "Okay, Billy but just the tip, no further, you understand?" Billy nodded, too excited...
The first time I caught Billy in my panty drawer was on a Sunday afternoon. I had just gotten home from some grocery shopping and saw the door to my room cracked open."Billy!" I snapped when I saw him. I caught him, abruptly, just as he was holding up a pair of my satin red panties.Billy jumped, dropped them, and slammed the drawer shut. He looked around and put his hands in his pockets, blushing. "I, uh..." he scrambled. "I thought some of our laundry got mixed up.""Yeah," I nodded, giving him...
We now move forward several years: Karen is ten and Billy is twelve. With a fairly ready supply of fresh food and a supply available for the winter months, Billy only needed to go out at night infrequently. But this wasn't what made the year so significant. Both were of course aware that their bodies were changing: being two years older, Billy was always quite a lot physically bigger than Karen, but now she was filling out in places that differed from him. She had a distinct difference in...
Billy met his new gf when her car broke down. What happens when mom buys her a foreign car no one can work on. He picked Lisa up and met the mom and step dad. When the mom told Lisa how nice Billys ass looked. Lisa told her mom to cool her jets, she had a husband. Billy was ask to dinner many times and then for a little pool side BBQ. Thats when the step dad told Billy he wish someone could fix the damn pool pump holder. It keep breaking and the pool Co did not have time for a working pump....
BILLY HAD IT SO GOOD CHAPTER 1 "I don't want anything bad to happen to him. But I want to kill the little bastard," James said in agonizing frustration. "I know how you feel. Billy glued all my bra closures shut at the tightest eyelet. Now I walk around with my breasts pressed up because of the brat," Denise chimed in. "My friends thought I was doing it to get attention. It almost caused a riff between Gwen and me when her boyfriend could not stop staring," she added. "We are...
Sir, Boss, Master, ALPHA, GOD…. They are just words. Billy is all of these things; 6’4”, muscle, ripped, tattooed, pure power, the man, the top of the food chain.He Texts:6pm, worship me. Billy.I’m ready for him. Around 6:00 I hear the keycard open the door of the hotel room. I stand to greet him as the door opens and the room fills with his presence. Billy is fresh from the gym; his body is shining with sweat, his veins thick beneath his skin and pulsing with raw power. The vest he has...
I met Billy at the State High School All-Star football game. Billy was an All-State receiver from Morehead City, North Carolina and I was an All-State quarterback from Garner, North Carolina. We had been selected to play for the East Team in the annual East/West High School All-Star game.The first thing I noticed about Billy was the size of his cock in the locker room at our first practice. It had to be seven inches soft. Damn, how big does that thing get? I wondered.Now I’m no slouch in the...
BisexualThe conclusion. Edited by Lady Cibelle with my thanks. Billy-Part 4 The Party The week passed without any further word from Billy and it was finally Friday, the day of the party. I left for home at noon, thinking that I should be present to make sure everything was in place. Since I had little idea of what those things should be, it was a puzzle as to how I would even know if they were ‘in place’. Well, so long as I was there, that was the important thing. As I pulled in, I found myself...
When Billy Bouncer was born he looked very odd indeed. The doctors called him a miracle, his parents called him a freak. The problem with Billy was that instead of having a head, he arrived with a suitcase attached to his shoulders, exactly where his head should have been. At birth, it was about the size of a normal head, but over time it would grow to become almost twice the size of Billy's body. It was blue in colour and even had a small lock attached to the handle on the side. The head...
BILLY IV "Not what you thought it would be?" Janice asked her very helpful sissy. She and Billy were in the kitchen, and the extended immediate, sort of family were in close proximity. "It's a lot more work than I thought it would be," Billy said honestly but in his practiced, hushed voice. Janice understood that there was more to it. She leaned her elbows on the center island. She and William were enjoying a lovely Pinot. Everyone was surprised by Kndel's enthusiasm. He was not...
Billy hated being a flight attendant, mainly because dealing with public sucked. Most travelers, especially business travelers, were abusive and felt they were the only passenger on a plane. Nonetheless, the pay was good and Billy didn’t have to work too many hours. And, there was one regular traveler that Billy had his eye on. A businessman, James, who commuted on his flight every week. James was one of the few passengers who treated Billy and the other flight attendants with common courtesy....
GayBilly was walking home after a hunting trip when he heard the scream. He dropped the two rabbits he was holding in his left hand and gripped his rifle tighter in his right hand as he ran toward the sound. He had recognized his sister Charlene's voice and knew that she was in trouble. Charlene was noted for being able to take care of herself. After all, she was 13 years old and practically a grown woman. He came over a little knoll and found Charlene lying on the ground, naked, with Charlie...
My name is Shante Jackson. I'm a 38-year-old black woman from Mobile Alabama. I'm 5" 8' 160 pounds of chocolate goodness. After graduating Law school, I moved to Los Angeles California. Where I work 70 hours a week. Which leaves me hardly any time for an active social life or a love life. I try to keep in shape. But no matter how long and hard I workout at the gym, my 40DD boobs and my 50-inch booty remain soft and firm. Most men would describe my body type as a big boobed...
Billy could see what was going on at the wagon, so he put on a burst of speed as soon as Maria fired that first shot. Since Maria kept firing, he knew that she was relatively well off, so he was not worried so much about her as he was about killing as many of the bushwhackers as he could manage. Billy did not ride directly into the mass of men milling around the wagon, but steered off enough to put them on his left side and about 25 feet away as he rushed passed. Billy began shooting at the...
Billy the Delinquent Gets Sent to New Outlooks A sequel to the original, "Boarding With Jim", which should probably be read before this... I'm probably playing out this scenario, but we'll see where it goes. I just started another story, "Results of Behavioral Conditioning and Sexual Development Studies at the New Outlooks Research Institute, 1997-1999", which will present another aspect of the findings of this setting... Billy the Delinquent Gets Sent to New Outlooks by Jay...
Billy is eightteen and riding home from the ball field on his bike. Little girl flagged him down and ask, WILL YOU HELP MY MOMMY?. he followed her to the Door, MOMMY, HE SAID YES!! quit yelling jenny. If you can hear me I am in here. Billy finds her leg hanging through the ceiling and her body in the attic. putting boxes up there she stepped on the ceiling and it broke. She was stuck and her leg could not be pulled up. Billy ran in the room and broke the wood sticking her legs. helped her up...
"Oh, thank you, Sir. Those horrible men just killed my pa and were laughing about who was going ta be the first one to rape me. Ya were too late ta he'p Pa, but ya did save me from their clutches. I'll be eternally grateful. Oh, pardon me, my name is Maria Schnellcroft." "Howdy, Miss Schnellcroft? My name is Billy Oldham. I'm sorry I wasn't in time ta he'p yer pa, but I sure am glad I could he'p ya. Do ya have any idea why them bushwhackers stopped y'all?" "Oh, yes, Mr. Oldham....
Billy let the women stand around without their clothes for a few minutes to emphasize the importance of what he wanted them to do about being alert. Hopefully, this incident had finally gotten through to them. If it hadn't, he was going to have to split up the women and have one ride with him. He decided to mention that to have a further indignity hanging over their heads. The women finally seemed to take Billy's warning seriously, so he breathed a little easier. At least, this incident...
There was of course near-pandemonium when it was discovered that Billy and Karen were missing. The police were called straight away and an alert was broadcast on the media. It was very quickly established that they weren't snatched, but went of their own free will. The public search was hampered somewhat by the fact that no photographic records existed of either child, so there were only artists impressions taken from the descriptions given by the children's home staff, which although they...
The story of Billy is complete and will be published over the next four days. All parts were edited by Lady Cibelle with my thanks. Billy-Part 1 Stuart remembers during the trip back to Pittsburgh. This event leads to his move to Denver. From Pittsburgh to Denver I left the Orange Belt, merged onto the Penn Lincoln Parkway, then exited onto I-79 South to Bridgeville at 10:30 that evening. My flight from Denver to the Pittsburgh International Airport landed at 9:00 but I was still on...
Billy doctored Maria's wound by pouring cheap whiskey over it and bandaging it with a piece of clean cloth. Meanwhile, he praised the women over the fine job that they had done in the fight. Now that the humans were taken care of, it was time to check on the mules and Billy's horse. None of their animals were injured, but several of the horses belonging to the bushwhackers had to be killed because of wounds or broken bones. They still had 11 horses to sell and a stack of tack as...
Fresh from my hot shower. I walk into my bedroom, where I hear Tammie on her phone talking to her son Tommie. "Okay, you can go over to Alex's house, to finish your science project. But that's it! You go straight home when you're finished. Because you're still grounded." I look through my closet, trying to figure out what to wear for my trip to the park. I hear Billy and his friends returning from Chad's house. Billy walks into my bedroom. Where Tammie and I are still naked. He...
I could see the humiliation in Tammie's eyes, as she stood there naked, with fresh cum on her face, in front of two total strangers. Two white teenagers whom she'd never met, who are probably as young as her son Tommie. Chad 15 years old 5' 6" 110 pounds. Chelsea 14 years old 5" 4' 90 pounds. As she lets them in and closes the door behind them. Chad walks in and plops down on my couch, right next to the wet spot, where Tammie recently squirted. Billy introduces Tammie and me to...
The Chisholm Trail was a well known route from San Antonio up into the Indian Territories. It had been used for a trading route since the 1840s and was well known to many people, but it had not had much use as a cattle trail until Mr. McCoy had opened his cattle-buying operation in Abilene, Kansas. The trail kind of petered out somewhere in the middle of the Indian Territories, so Mr. McCoy had marked an extension with white flags on stakes to lead them into Abilene, Kansas. Therefore, most...
Billy II "Not like that, Tami, as we practiced," Janice encouraged her youngest. "Oh yeah," Billy enunciated as he remembered how he was supposed to announce his new name. The nervous Tami assumed the new pose. Wanting to get everything just right, he looked down at the floor to see that his dainty feet were positioned as they had practiced. He still could not believe those were his legs, shaved and adorned with the shinest hosiery he had ever seen. Looking at them made his tummy...
The loot consisted of three pocket watches of uncertain value, two bowie knives, two clasp knives, one small club, two Colt Navy revolvers, and $138 in gold and silver coins. Both men already had watches and bowie knives, so they went into the pile of stuff to be sold. Each took a clasp knife, and Bob took the small club. Each man took a revolver, and Bob tossed his two pistols into the pile to be sold. They divided the money in half and found that they'd had a very profitable night. Billy...
At first we didn’t get along so well but that changed. We started talking more in classes that we had together then it would be over on myspace. I started to notice I wanted to people like John Cena and Eminem and just fuck the shit out of them til none of could handle it anymore. So again by sophomore year I started watching his movement and thought about Billy’s dick. One night I was watching porn on some website, when I came across a gay video from another site. It was pretty fucking hot to...
Billy Goes to Alberton By Katie Dale ONE It was Sunday morning. I was in my room finishing getting dressed when my sister Stephanie opened the door. "Hey - get out! Don't you know how to knock?" I quickly finished pulling the T-shirt over my head, embarrassed that she saw my bare back. "What's the big deal? Your pants were on - all I saw was your back! It's cute!" My face turned red with shame. I tried to forget about it and put on a smile. "Please knock before you...
"Hey, Billy! Ya wanna go ta Abilene, Kansas?" "Hell, Hiram, why would I want ta go ta Abilene, Kansas?" "'Cause Jake Ephram is hirin' drovers ta run a flock of cattle from his ranch ta Abilene, Kansas usin' the Chisholm Trail. He's payin' $25 a month and found. Ya're just like me—ya ain't had a job in over a year an' ya ain't got no prospects. THAT'S WHY!" "Shit! Why didn't ya say so! Sure, I want a job, an' I'll take most anythin' I kin get, so long as it's...
Eileen Ryan knocked on the bedroom door: invited to come in, she entered the room carrying assorted bags. Billy and Karen had been dozing, but they sat up in bed. Although of course neither of them had ever had many personal possessions, they were nevertheless intrigued by the contents of the bags. "How are you feeling now, Karen?" "Much better, thank you, Eileen. I'm much stronger and we had a walk in your lovely garden. May we see what you've bought, please?" Eileen smiled: she...
My thoughts were put on hold when I pulled into the driveway of the two story frame house that would always be part of my memory of my dad. I had grown up here and I had nothing but fond memories of my childhood. Mom and dad were the center of my universe and they were always there for me. I learned early on growing up that it was always best to confide in them with anything that bothered me. They seemed to be full of good advice and could make the best of times better and the worst of times...
Introduction: This work of fiction is based on a theme suggested by regular reader TexasDave14. The story is completely fiction, although the characteristics of the featured individuals are based upon real people. In 1985 we moved to Charlotte from Raleigh when I took a new job at a civil engineering firm. Connie had been an office manager at an insurance company before we moved, but decided to take the summer off before looking for employment again. However, we were soon to become involved in...
Billy*This is part of a story I am currently working on about two very talented18-19 year old Math students. In the stories I tutor them aside of school. This a extract from Billy’s tale. I slowly placed my left hand on Billy's leg under the table whilst he continued to stare at the complex equation on the sheet in front of him. My right hand was also under the table, but this hand was under the skirt of my thin summer dress, my fingers were gentle penetrating my soaking opening, intermittently...
It was about 50 miles from St. Louis to Jefferson City in a straight line, and that made it more like 90-100 miles by regular trail. That made it a 5-6-day trip if they didn't push hard, and they were especially concerned about tiring the mule carrying the gold. It was just a dead weight sitting on the poor beast's back, and they were afraid of sores developing, among other things. The first night out, they found a hotel. That was where they stayed, or, at least, they rented a room there....
He crawled into the tub as it got to the height where he liked it and shut it off. He laid his head back and enjoyed stretching out in the six-foot long tub. He rested his head back against the plastic pillow he had in there and closed his eyes. He awoke some time later to someone pounding on the door that they had to pee so he reached over and unlocked it. After pulling the curtain closed, he yelled they could come in. He looked through the little crack left between the wall and the curtain...