I didn’t mean to intrude. XNXX Two cabins of rough planks, one larger than the other, faced each other at angles across a flat open space. Intrigued, I leaned my bike against a tree and took photos of the buildings beyond the fence with my cell phone. Into the clearing came two men carrying between them a canvas litter like the ones used for wilderness rescue when someone has broken a leg and needs to be carried out to safety. I’d take lots of video so I could have lots of good wanks when I got home.”
“Why don’t you do that, then?” he asked. “I saw that sign, “Backstage Pass”, and took the trail just to see where it led. It was a little theatre in the woods. Set in the hill behind the buildings were broad wooden planks that served as seats. I had just started to process the fact that there was another man out there, Bill, when a twig snapped behind me. They set down the litter and walked toward the fence. When I got there, I found the other two also had weapons pointed at me. Then he can’t go the cops without implicating himself, can he?”
I found later they liked calling the girls they abducted “muffins”.
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