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LLP-272 Caesar Comes Book One by Jon Reskind
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Chapter 1
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Thunder rumbled with foreboding violence somewhere off to the west
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above the lush, surrounding hills of the valley. Yet, stars twinkled
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now and then in the warm, summer-night sky where the patches of
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gathering clouds didn't obscure them. A pale half-moon outlined the
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small town's hushed streets when the sweeping masses permitted,
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determining century-old, framed houses and great, gnarled elm-trees
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lining the ways. A white, wooden church-steeple that had stood in
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Cresent Valley since its founding some five-score years passed,
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dominated the heart of the settlement.
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It was late, nearing midnight, and the town square, along with its two-
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blocks of locked business establishments, rested in the feeble, silent
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glow of sparse street-lamps and occasional neon tubings of vivid reds,
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greens and blues. A distance off in the hills, an animal, a stray wolf
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perhaps, wailed an eerie howl that carried across the uneasily sleeping
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valley. Then, the unmistakable sound of rhythmic footfalls against
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pavement grew louder, shattering the ghostly stillness. By the dim,
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artificial light, one could make out the trim figure of a young girl
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moving rapidly as she hummed to herself in a timorous voice and turned
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onto the darkness of Cypress Street, purposely ignoring the far-end of
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the square where the town hall loomed. Immediately, her tiny feet began
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to gain in tempo.
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Lightning, but not of the jagged, bolt variety, momentarily illuminated
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her night world as she walked with increasing speed along the nearly
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pitch-darkened street toward her home. Her young mind was not at ease
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and she hummed as if to deny that to herself. She was thinking that her
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Uncle Link could get quite up-tight when she stayed out after eleven
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... and it was almost midnight. But they'd been having such a good time
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dancing and talking that she'd truly forgotten about the hour. She
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hoped that he wouldn't be waiting for her ... and if Nell Carter was
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there he wouldn't be ... that was a near certainty. She could well
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surmise what he would be doing with his bleached housekeeper from L.A.
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...!
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The lightning flashed again, startling her, following by the vibrating
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roll of distant thunder. It would storm tonight, she thought. Last
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night it had nearly broken when she'd accompanied Uncle Link and the
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men on their frantic chase after the wild dog pack. She hadn't wanted
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to go, but he'd insisted. She was an expert rifle marksman and a
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capable horse-woman, prime requisites when the sheep were being
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threatened. She'd had no choice but to go, and God ... she would never
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forget it! The way her uncle had clubbed and tortured that wild, fawn-
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colored female dog! What a beautiful animal she had been, too, and
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almost ready to whelp. It sickened her now as she remembered the
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vicious manner he'd used to beat the beautiful animal rather than shoot
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her. Some of the men had actually cursed him ...
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"Dammit, shoot her, Chief! You don't have to torture the bitch that way
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...!"
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But for a few minutes he'd been like a maniac, as if he'd lost all
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control! There'd been no stopping him; he'd hardly heard a word any of
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them shouted at him.
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"For Christ sake, stop it, Unk! No need for that ...!"
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"Shut up, you damned fools!" he'd roared at them, clubbing the wailing
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crippled animal, but only hard enough to break its bones and not kill
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it. "You want your goddamned sheep raided night after night ... or do
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you want to put an end to it? Well ...? This is the way to do it! The
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rest of that pack has got to hear her cries! That's the only way to
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drive them off ... throw the fear of man into them ...!"
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Maybe, he had been right, she didn't know, but the ordeal had affected
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her as nothing before in her teenaged life. Even in the despicable
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hatred she'd suddenly felt toward him while he was cruelly killing the
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dog, certain sensations of incredible excitement had filled her,
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causing her young body to tremble and cover with chilling goose-flesh.
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God, it had been weirdly exhilarating! Yet, only moments before as
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she'd waked through the square, she had kept her eyes averted from
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viewing the poor dead thing where she hung on the flagless pole in
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front of the town hall. There was something about her uncle's hanging
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of the animal's senselessly broken carcass there that nauseated her,
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but once again he'd insisted that the wild pack would know and stay
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clear, that the massive German Shepherd which led them would understand
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"in his devil's soul that he'd met his match ...!" Yes, he was probably
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right ... violence seemed to be the only way in this world ...
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Split seconds of brightening flashes again made familiar surroundings
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discernible and Annie Purcell, sixteen-years old, hummed louder to
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herself as she quickly tripped along toward her Uncle Link Morgan's
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home, unaware of the avenging eyes intently watching her approach. Had
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she been closer when the skies briefly glowed she might have caught the
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glistening reflection from the gold medallion that hung from a chain at
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the throat of the huge German Shepherd dog. She might even halve seen
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the figure of an eagle embossed on one of its sides, or the ancient
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Roman centurion on the opposite ... or perhaps, the name inscribed in
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circled letters: Caesar ...!
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The sleek and powerful animal had stealthily slipped into Crescent
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Valley once darkness had blanketed the town. With embittered patience,
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he had lingered in a nearby wooded slope waiting for the shadows to
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lengthen, his unique senses vindictively tormented by the cruel, drawn-
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out death of his mate. He had watched the unnecessary torture and
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instinctively thought of his young in her belly. Around him, the pack
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had uneasily milled at her agonized cries, certain males daring to move
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in close, as if to challenge his leadership. But a growling warning had
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been sufficient to shy them off. There was nothing to be done, he
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accurately sensed, when the human chose to destroy them ... nothing,
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only retribution!
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Now, he clung in motionless silence to the shadows of the overgrowth,
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his burning amberish eyes piercing the night as if it did not exist. He
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watched the girl's approach and knew her from the night before. There
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was youth and vivacious beauty in her movements, his inimitable
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instincts told him. Earlier, he had stalked the house not a half-block
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away of the brute-man who had so cruelly killed his mate. Then, he had
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intuitively moved toward this overgrown excavation where a human's
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shelter had once been started and not completed. Only the pit where the
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cellar had been dug, its stone foundation laid and nearly hidden
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beneath scrub brush, remained. There, he waited, a mysterious and
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indefinable power advising him of the oncoming girl and her
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relationship to the man and the town he had sworn his animal vengeance
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against.
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... Sometimes, maybe too often, when she was alone and uneasy in the
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darkness, Annie thought of her parents and that fateful night they had
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the accident on the way to San Diego. It was futile, even foolish, she
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knew; they were very gone ... long ago ... and now there was only Uncle
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Link, but she couldn't help thinking about them sometimes.
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Well ... she did love her uncle. He'd been good to her; besides, he was
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her mother's brother and only living relative. But ... but the way he'd
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begun to look at her lately, too often in fact, especially when he'd
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been drinking, which was every night ... His eyes ... the gleam in
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them, and the twist to his mouth ... God, it frightened her. It was
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those times that she was glad that Nell Carter was in the house.
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Perhaps, she was being silly ... after all, he was the town's Chief of
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Police, and certainly he'd never made even one out of the way advance
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toward her in the six years she'd lived with him. Really, it was unfair
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of her to harbor such feelings. He had enough enemies in the Valley as
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it was without her adding her name to their list.
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Still ... why had he felt it necessary to torture that beautiful female
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dog before he killed her? She had never seen him like that in all of
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the many hours they had spent together hunting and riding. It hardly
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seemed that such brutality was necessary, even in this callused world.
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Yet, she still couldn't deny the strange feeling of almost obscure
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excitement it had given her! God, she wasn't some sort of sadist like
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they talked about in sex-education at school, was she? Maybe it was
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inherent ... in the family blood! Hadn't she actually become all goose-
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pimply and keyed-up, seeing him wielding that club across the beautiful
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animal's back ...!
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M-My God ...! Wh-What was that ...? F-for a moment ... she'd thought
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she saw eyes ... burning eyes like glowing coals in that brush ...!
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What on earth could it be! M-Maybe, she b-better start running ...!
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Caesar anticipated the long, chestnut-haired teenager's frightened move
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seconds before she made it, and with furtive swiftness bolted from his
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hidden place to confront her there on the narrow sidewalk!
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In overwhelming horror, Annie froze! She stared in awesome disbelief at
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the massive creature's viciously bared fangs gleaming in the faint
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moon-light! Her breathing choked in her young throat at the blazing
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eyes that were fixed on her and the ferocious, deep-throated growl that
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the huge beast threateningly gave forth! Had she tried, she knew that
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she could not move ... her legs were growing numb, as if they were
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petrified! It was him ... the wild pack's leader! The thing around his
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neck glistening in the moonlight ... she had thought she'd seen such a
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medal when they'd chased and gotten close to them the night before ...
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! Oh ... Oh God ... he was moving toward her, crouching, preparing to
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leap ... ! Scream! Scream ...! She tried, but couldn't ... and then,
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mercifully she fainted ...
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... Strange sensations of tingling warmth rippled through Annie's young
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belly as she lay limply on her back, a maze of disconnected thought-
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waves suddenly swirling through her head. Confusion swept through her
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and she tried to move, but stopped at the sound of a low, animal-like
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snarl. She opened her eyes then, yet continued to lie there unmoving,
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the strange stirring sensations in her belly ever-increasing with a
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weirdly rising excitement. Her teenaged brain functioned in its effort
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to restore normalcy. W-Where was she ...? It was dark ... yet there was
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a half-moon and ... and stars ... wh-what had happened ...?
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Thunder filled the darkness of the warm summer air as simultaneously,
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further charges of stimulating arousal raced through her youthful loins
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and belly. Annie raised her hands to her throat in revived fear. She
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lifted herself to her elbows with the full brunt of her returning
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memory. Then, by the flash of revealing lightning, she saw that she was
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naked ... wholly and shamefully naked ... saw that she was lying with
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her legs obscenely spread apart ... and ... and that the massive wolf-
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like German Shepherd was standing between her thighs--his tongue laxly
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out and his great head lowered just above ... above her pantyless
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vagina!
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Again, fire-filled sensations charged through the young virginal core
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of her naked body. The warm, wet contact of his saliva-drenched tongue
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spread open the sparse, hair-lined lips of her tight young cuntal
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crevice, Waving its sensitive, pink inner-flesh with a taunting upsweep
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that sent uncontrollable shivers of sudden passion brushing over her!
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My God! He ... he was licking her down there between her open thighs!
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Had she been petrified prior to fainting, Annie was now shockingly
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panic-struck. The unbelievable sight of what was happening between her
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naked, widespread legs, the realization that the vicious animal was
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actually licking at her virginal young pussy with his hot, wet tongue,
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was about to drive her hysterical. Yet, somehow, she knew that she must
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retain control of herself if she were to come out of this alive! To
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struggle against him in any way might bring him fiercely charging at
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her throat!
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She couldn't restrain the whimper of extreme dread when, by the next
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flash of lightning, she saw tatters of her clothing ripped and strewn
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about them. God, he must have torn them from her with his teeth! Wh-
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what sort of animal was it that would do such a thing to a human female
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...? She gaped at him through the darkness which her eyes were growing
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accustomed to, and saw his own burning orbs staring hotly at her as he
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continued to obscenely lick and nuzzle at her helplessly exposed
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vaginal lips. A tremor of incredulous sensations caused her to convulse
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in her shameful nakedness. Oh Cod, he-he was almost human ... that
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expression in his unrelenting eyes ... and what he was doing to her
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nakedly stripped loins!
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Oooohh ... what he was doing to her! She'd never known such sensuous
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feelings in her belly, and her pussy, in spite of her fear, felt as if
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there was a hot little fire glowing inside it! Even ... even her
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breasts tingled in excitement, she realized, as she mentally cupped,
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then pinched their tiny, hardened nipples ... But ... but this was
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insane! My God ... the dog would kill her before he was done ... tear
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her to pieces! She had to keep her head ... to get away from him as
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soon as possible! Maybe ... maybe, if she just jumped to her feet and
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ran ...? God, she had to do something; he intended to kill her, she
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felt certain of that ... and ... and maybe even eat her ...!
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It was the latter horrible thought that made Annie feebly cry out, then
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attempt to scramble onto hands and knees and blindly crawl away. Caesar
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waited only long enough for her to reach the all-fours position before
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unleashing a savage growl, stopping the curvaceous, naked teenager in
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icy-veined terror. She uncontrollably sobbed out, the fear-filled,
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choking sounds little more than animalistic whines in the gripping
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anguish of her unbelievable horror. From that point, the huge dog never
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seemed to hesitate, but moved as if his intentions had been
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predetermined. He mounted her from behind, his powerful forepaws
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clutching at the soft, white flesh of her youthfully cubed hips, his
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wet tongue hanging loosely from his rapaciously open mouth!
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Annie dared not breathe! She was that terrified with his sudden clamber
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up behind her unprotected nakedness, his strong, hairy forelegs
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clutching at her narrow waist and the arch of her hips! Hadn't she seen
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animals do it together like this a thousand times? Good Lord ...! Her
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firm young breasts quivered and swayed beneath her chest from the
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jarring force of his luridly obscene position behind her defenselessly
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upraised buttocks. Then suddenly, she felt the gold medallion that hung
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from his neck grazing the smooth-fleshed hollow of her nude back! He
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... he was going ...going to do it to her ... as if she were nothing
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more than a ... a whining bitch dog!
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"N-no ... no, please ...!" Annie heard herself whimper as something
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long and pointed probed wetly back between the nakedly raised trembling
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mounds of her softly trembling buttocks and lewdly spread thighs. Her
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brain swam once more! My God, she was a virgin ... and he was going to
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do it to her ...!
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At that precise moment, whatever additional thoughts she had were
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abruptly swept away when she sensed the nose of his hardened animal-
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penis prodding at the tight, wet mouth of her defenselessly spread
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vagina! Dear God, no ... no! She desperately tried to squirm away from
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the vise-like grip of his encircling paws, but it was useless, and like
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a charging, white-hot lance, the solid thickness of his long animal-
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cock spread the soft hair fringed lips and forced its way up into her
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saliva-slickened little vaginal passage with a slight, wet popping
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sound and rippling the smoothly yielding walls wide apart before its
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bevel-tipped hardness!
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Annie gasped for illusive breath as the huge length of blood-filled
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dog-penis stretched and filled her young cuntal channel like a muscular
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arm rammed into the sleeve of a child's garment, its pointed end
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smacking heavily back up against the very base of her tender, young
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cervix. Again, she choked out a whimpering gasp, while the great beast
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who was mounting her from behind snarled out a low commanding growl of
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triumph, then began to animalistically hump and fuck up into her!
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The teenager's mind was a vortex of unheralded, emotional sensations!
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Her entire head vibrated with the pounding blood racing through her
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brain, while her youthful white body that was bent nakedly before the
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wild fucking dog, quivered and convulsed in the throes of unknown,
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sensuous agony. Her vaginal-passage felt as if it had been impaled with
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the heavy, sawed off limb of a tree; yet, at the same time, there were
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weird spasms of intensively rising desire filling her! Nevertheless,
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she compulsively fought the sensuality, her sickened, fear-filled mind
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concerned only with the horrifying animal fucking she was receiving
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from behind!
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It struck her then that his heavily burrowing penis of hardened animal-
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flesh had ripped her wide open! She'd felt the thin membrane of her
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maidenhead give way with a bursting stab of pain, and she was certain
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the vicious beast had horribly torn the expanded little hole of her
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vaginal mouth! Oh God, she might bleed to death there in that deserted
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cellar if he didn't kill her outright!
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Again, with a twisting lurch of her naked, youthful body, she tried to
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shake free from his long, piercing thick hardness from her cock-filled
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young pussy, but her efforts were in vain. Caesar's fierce growl
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chilled the very marrow of her teenaged bones, while his powerful hairy
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forelegs clutched possessively at her soft waist and hips! Thrusting!
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Thrusting! Like a searing firebrand it slithered in and out of her
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helplessly clasping, young cuntal channel, spreading the virginal
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passage open wider and wider as he hammered his long, wild cock deeper
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and deeper up between her helplessly spread thighs!
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The panting Caesar's mystical intellect made the mighty dog aware of
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the young girl's sudden resignation and surrender before him. Briefly
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and in desperation, she had struggled at one last frantic attempt to
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escape before hopelessly subjecting herself before his conquering
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attack. He sensed the resistance draining from her naked, human flesh,
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as it did with his own female bitches when he selected and demanded
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from them. A spirit of exhilarating revenge raced through his savage
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body as he watched the upper portion of her smooth, female back drop
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until her face and young, human breasts were flattened down against the
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softness of the grass, the rounded mounds of her soft, white buttocks
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raised submissively to his vindictive assault. This, he instinctively
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knew, would not breathe life into his torturously murdered mate, nor
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his young that she had carried into death with her, but cryptically
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imbedded in his animal-brain dwelt an ancient law driving him on... lex
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talionis ... the ancient roman law of retaliation and revenge!
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Through his unfathomably keen senses he felt his long, lust-hardened
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penis slithering forward with a wet charge until it was entirely buried
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in the clutching moist heat of her tightly clinging female passage, his
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swollen, sperm-laden testicles swinging down and slapping hard against
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the soft dampness of her lightly curling pubic hair. Mercilessly, he
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bucked and plunged into the hot, yielding cuntal flesh, hearing her
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feminine moans and feeling the trembling nakedness of her smooth, white
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buttocks flattening up against his belly as he attempted to skewer her
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onto the last remaining inch of his thickly lengthening rod of hotly
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driving flesh!
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Though her young brain was still overwhelmed with the incredible
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obscenity me wild, wolf-like dog was committing on her helpless, naked
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body, Annie could not ignore the sensual incitement his enormous animal
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cock had almost immediately set off inside her. At first, his savage
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thrust into her virginal young loins had nearly blinded her with the
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excruciating agony of its huge hardness bursting into her. But now, the
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stark horror and shame of the shocking animal-rape itself was
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forgotten, only the invading presence of the brute's long, thick cock
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|
plowing open the sensitive, resistant flesh of her never before entered
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vagina, registered in her mind. Like a hotly reaming piston, it had
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raced into her unprotected pussy, until in seconds he had rammed it all
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|
the way up inside the vainly resisting channel! Desperately, she had
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|
fought for breath while tears of pain streamed down her cheeks and her
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convulsing body struggled in its vulnerable nakedness to be free! But
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|
as the brute relentlessly continued to fuck up into the liquid, wide-
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|
stretched flesh between her lewdly upturned buttocks, the pain seemed
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|
to dissolve into impossible sensations of intensely growing arousal,
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|
equaling those which his hot, Waving tongue had first spread through
|
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|
her trembling young belly! Oh God, if she were sinning by succumbing to
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|
him, let it be! Oh God ... Let it be ...!
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|
Now, as unthinkable as it was, she had begun to feel the texture of his
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|
sleek animal coat beneath his belly brushing teasingly against the
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|
opened, smooth mounds of her nakedly exposed buttocks, and she pressed
|
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|
her face and tingling, nipple-tipped breasts harder down until they
|
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|
were flattened and groveling onto the grass-softened earth!
|
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|
Her young brain reeled with the unbelievable intoxication of what was
|
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|
happening to her! She, a virginal, teenaged human, being attacked and
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|
actually raped by a wild dog, as if she were a bitch-animal of his own
|
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|
kind!
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|
O-oh God, w-was it really taking place? And why did she think of a wild
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|
dog us "he" rather than "it" ... as if the brute were human, himself
|
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|
...? There! There! She'd done it again ... "himself!" I-It had to be
|
||||||
|
his mesmeric hard animal-cock that was wildly filling her burning
|
||||||
|
pussy-hole! Never in her life had she felt so lust-filled ... or even
|
||||||
|
known the lewd, obscene sensation of wanting to be fucked ... fucked
|
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|
... fucked until she was almost dead from the joy of it!
|
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|
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|
"Oooohh ... ooohhh ... yes, yes ... do it! F-fuck me, fuck me harder
|
||||||
|
like that!" Annie hissed with a trembling whisper, twisting her earth-
|
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|
dirtied, young face to gape back and up at the panting beast avengingly
|
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|
fucking into her. She was helplessly impaled all the way up to the
|
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|
testicles on his huge animal-cock and heedlessly reveling in newly
|
||||||
|
discovered joy at its unnatural possession of her newly awakened young
|
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|
cunt!
|
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|
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|
She breathed a sensual moan of passion from her lust-moistened lips,
|
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|
and began to move uncontrollably backwards with rhythmic gyrations to
|
||||||
|
meet Caesar's ravaging thrusts. His forelegs clung to her softly curved
|
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|
hips like strong, furry arms, and she began to wantonly undulate her
|
||||||
|
curvaceous young body back at him in the perpetual undulations of the
|
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|
female whore down through the ages.
|
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|
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|
Though she could hardly govern her awakened natural desires, the
|
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|
teenager's intuition told her that with them she was, in some weird
|
||||||
|
way, winning the favor of the massive, wild animal fucking inhumanely
|
||||||
|
into her receptive young cunt. That insane belief, and that alone,
|
||||||
|
dammed away the terror and shame she had known in the beginning. Only
|
||||||
|
youthful, secret lust filled her now as she rotated her white, smoothly
|
||||||
|
rounded young buttocks backward in answering little circles to the
|
||||||
|
beasts wildly plunging cock, giving her naked self fully to the erotic
|
||||||
|
wonder of the lewd animal fucking she was receiving back in her now
|
||||||
|
eagerly absorbing young pussy.
|
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|
|
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|
He would spare her because of his sexual attachment, realizing she was
|
||||||
|
more than a friend, perhaps a mistress ... like the fawn-colored dog
|
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|
had been to him before she was so cruelly killed! She knew that much of
|
||||||
|
animals, thanks to Uncle Link. And she knew as well that they ... every
|
||||||
|
man in the valley ... would not rest until this wild brute was dead,
|
||||||
|
once they learned what had happened to her! There was no one to tell
|
||||||
|
the ugly truth, to reveal the whorish manner in which she was
|
||||||
|
voluntarily grinding her lewdly spread nakedness back onto the huge
|
||||||
|
dog's beautiful driving cock! Animals couldn't speak ... they couldn't
|
||||||
|
talk about their master's indiscretions like the slaves of history ...!
|
||||||
|
|
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|
Caesar knew and welcomed the hot, wet clasping of her desire-clenched
|
||||||
|
vagina back onto his thrusting length of hardened maleness, an inbred,
|
||||||
|
unquestionable sensation of male domination momentarily sparking the
|
||||||
|
depths of his wilderness keened brain. The lower, more base instincts
|
||||||
|
of her soft, human body had taken control, even as her supposedly
|
||||||
|
superior mind fell into complacent lust. It was natural; she couldn't
|
||||||
|
help it, he discerned as he humped more heavily up between her open
|
||||||
|
buttocks. Such were the inevitable plights of the human ... had once
|
||||||
|
been his own, and perhaps would be again ... but now ...!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Annie wished there was some way she could bend her head all the way
|
||||||
|
back up under her kneeling body and watch his enormous, pleasure-giving
|
||||||
|
dog-cock disappearing inside her tightly clasping pussy! God, she was
|
||||||
|
little more than a deplorable bitch ... but she'd never even imagined
|
||||||
|
such erotic bliss! Just to see it ... see it fucking in and out up
|
||||||
|
inside her hot, wetly clasping cunt lips that had hardly ever known
|
||||||
|
more than her own tiny finger! But, at best, she could only visualize
|
||||||
|
their orgiastic spectacle, the mere thought of their lewd, unnatural
|
||||||
|
coupling sending unknown, salacious excitement raging through her
|
||||||
|
passionately aroused young body. She groaned aloud in her all consuming
|
||||||
|
passion and ground her softly yielding buttocks back hard against his
|
||||||
|
strong, mercilessly battering animal-flesh, sensing the tiny rivulets
|
||||||
|
of moisture building wetly in the smoothly rotating crevice separating
|
||||||
|
the whiteness of her asscheeks. Then, she felt the tiny streams
|
||||||
|
beginning to dribble down the backs and rhythmically working tendons of
|
||||||
|
her supple inner thighs, while the sudden mounting pressure in her
|
||||||
|
loins and belly signaled that something dynamic was soon going to
|
||||||
|
happen deep inside her!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
In and out, in and out, Caesar rapidly fucked the slavishly kneeling
|
||||||
|
girl, a wet staccato of flesh-slapping sounds hollowly filling the
|
||||||
|
open, dark cellar, his keen animal-brain savoring a measure of
|
||||||
|
vengeance in his human rape of her helplessly naked young body. His
|
||||||
|
powerful, hardened penis was bursting into her as if she were some ripe
|
||||||
|
fruit, destroying her chaste mind forever, he knew, and therein lay his
|
||||||
|
revenge upon the humans who had destroyed his mate. Between each
|
||||||
|
thrust, he sensed her tender young vaginal passage relaxing, then
|
||||||
|
swallowing his solid length back up inside again and holding it fast in
|
||||||
|
a hot, hungry clutch of eagerly working cuntal muscles. He saw her
|
||||||
|
smooth, white body tense and relax again and again beneath him as she
|
||||||
|
began to incessantly moan. His great organ seemed to grow and harden
|
||||||
|
even more when he felt the soft, fleshy ridges inside her hot
|
||||||
|
contracting belly giving way before his unsparing assault.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Again, she twisted her head to look back at him and he witnessed her
|
||||||
|
mouth suddenly gasping open, but the coming scream half-choked in her
|
||||||
|
slender young throat. Instead, she began to toss her head wildly from
|
||||||
|
side to side her long chestnut-hair flailing about her naked shoulders.
|
||||||
|
She had reached the beginning paroxysm of female orgasm, he perceived,
|
||||||
|
when she began to savagely swivel her rounded, white buttocks hotly and
|
||||||
|
crazily back against him like any of the rutting bitches of his own
|
||||||
|
wild dog pack. His tongue hung loosely from his panting mouth as he
|
||||||
|
fucked with heavy, buttock flattening humps up between the soft,
|
||||||
|
furiously undulating mounds of human, female-flesh. Once more, she
|
||||||
|
screamed, this time, her cry piercing the night while she rammed
|
||||||
|
deliriously back onto his huge thrusting hardness, and he drove it
|
||||||
|
mercilessly forward to begin spitting its hot, wet semen in bullet-like
|
||||||
|
spurts deep up into her young hungrily clasping cuntal passage!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Caesar felt her smooth, rounded buttocks begin to contract and jerk
|
||||||
|
back against his hotly empty testicles, uncontrollably hollowing and
|
||||||
|
tensing, indicating the zenith moment within her voraciously quivering
|
||||||
|
young belly. He felt the thick, wet combination of their orgasmic
|
||||||
|
release seeping out around the flushed lips of her rhythmically
|
||||||
|
throbbing pussy lips as her hot, clutching young vaginal channel
|
||||||
|
ravenously squeezed and pulled at his rapidly spurting penis.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
She fell forward then, away from him, her legs still spread wide apart,
|
||||||
|
and in the light of the half-moon her rounded white buttocks glistened
|
||||||
|
wetly from his expended semen. He could see her opened pink flesh and
|
||||||
|
the soaked dark hair of her ravished young loins, as she breathed
|
||||||
|
heavily in her obscenely spread position. Exultantly, he stepped over
|
||||||
|
her outstretched nakedness and raised his head toward the moon ...
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Across the uneasily sleeping valley, an eerie howl split the heavy
|
||||||
|
silence, causing men and women to restlessly toss in their beds ... a
|
||||||
|
harmless stray wolf, perhaps ...
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
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|
|
||||||
|
Chapter 2
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
The chilling, wolf-like cry had sent a tiny tremor rippling over Jean
|
||||||
|
Blakely's curvaceous, naked body, and she snuggled backwards in the
|
||||||
|
bed, up tighter against her young husband, finding reassurance in his
|
||||||
|
sheltering, rugged masculinity. He stirred with the movement, making
|
||||||
|
her realize that she was tickling his face again with strands of her
|
||||||
|
long blonde hair. His strong hand cupping the resilient flesh of her
|
||||||
|
left breast started to move away, then returned as if in after-thought
|
||||||
|
to reclaim the firm, full mound, and she felt the length of his flaccid
|
||||||
|
penis possessively seating itself tighter back between her buttocks,
|
||||||
|
the pubic hair of his lean pelvis pleasurefully brushing against their
|
||||||
|
yielding, sensitive smoothness.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
She quietly sighed in drowsing unrest. Her soft belly and tingling
|
||||||
|
sperm flooded vaginal walls still fluttered with little throbbing
|
||||||
|
spasms from the rapture of their love-making. It had nearly happened
|
||||||
|
this time, and she was confident that very soon they would discover the
|
||||||
|
intimate formula. Most of all, she had made him happy; all else, even
|
||||||
|
her own fulfillment, was of secondary importance ... but the animal's
|
||||||
|
lonely cry had seemed to add to her uneasiness.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Wide awake once more, Jean's novelly devoted young mind fell into
|
||||||
|
thought. It was just that everything was so strange to her, she
|
||||||
|
supposed ... and she loved him so much. Their marriage, Crescent
|
||||||
|
Valley, this new and foreign life away from the city, the latter all
|
||||||
|
that she'd ever really known ... it was such a different existence ...
|
||||||
|
except for his being a law-enforcement officer.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
She'd vowed, after watching her Mom's many many nights of worry that
|
||||||
|
she'd never marry a lawman ... and here she was, happier than she could
|
||||||
|
ever have dreamed possible. Of course, with Mark it was a little
|
||||||
|
different; he was a deputy sheriff in an almost rural district, while
|
||||||
|
her dad had been a Los Angeles detective with his life constantly in
|
||||||
|
danger, but why couldn't Mark have been a druggist, or a carpenter, or
|
||||||
|
... or ...? Ridiculous ... lying there thinking such nonsense ...! He
|
||||||
|
was Mark Blakely and she loved him with every ounce of strength she
|
||||||
|
possessed! In fact, she couldn't imagine him being anything else but a
|
||||||
|
deputy sheriff; he looked so handsome in his uniform. Besides, if he'd
|
||||||
|
chosen any other career she probably would never have met him!
|
||||||
|
Certainly, he wouldn't have been in L.A. attending the police academy
|
||||||
|
seminar for that week, nor could her father have invited him home to
|
||||||
|
dinner ...!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
And what a beautiful, whirlwind seven-days they had been: first, the
|
||||||
|
double-dates with Steve and Carol; then, the private ones of their own
|
||||||
|
... and the very first kiss! Shortly, Mark's proposal had followed.
|
||||||
|
Lord, she'd thought she was going to go out of her mind with happiness!
|
||||||
|
Mom had guessed before they'd even had a chance to tell her, Jean
|
||||||
|
remembered, smiling to herself in the darkness, and Dad had just stood
|
||||||
|
there beaming proudly, waiting to give them both his blessing.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Two months ago, yet it seemed like yesterday that Judge Wilton had
|
||||||
|
pronounced them man and wife. It hadn't been at all what she'd
|
||||||
|
girlishly envisioned as her wedding, but neither she nor Mark had
|
||||||
|
wanted to wait another minute. Besides, he'd had to get back here to
|
||||||
|
the valley and she'd had no intentions of letting him come alone ...
|
||||||
|
nor had she really known one single moment of regret over her snap
|
||||||
|
decision. She'd loved him from the very first instant their eyes had
|
||||||
|
met, and that, she knew, would never change regardless of what he did
|
||||||
|
to her... or what he couldn't do ... But that wasn't fair, that last
|
||||||
|
uncalled-for thought, she mentally reprimanded, angry with her self.
|
||||||
|
Gently, she caressed his big, virile hand warmly cupping her naked
|
||||||
|
breast, brushing with fervent affection the soft masculine hair that
|
||||||
|
grew sparsely along its back. He would soon discover the intrinsic key
|
||||||
|
to bringing her to orgasm, she reassured herself, a tiny passionate
|
||||||
|
tremor rippling over her once more, the erotic anticipation nearly as
|
||||||
|
satisfying to her young, voluptuous body as the unlocked moment itself
|
||||||
|
might be ...
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Though he hadn't moved any portion of himself, except his face to
|
||||||
|
escape the perfumed taunting of her silken hair teasing at his chin,
|
||||||
|
Mark lay wide-eyed, well aware of his new young wife's sleeplessness.
|
||||||
|
Again tonight he'd failed, he confusedly thought. And she'd been almost
|
||||||
|
there, that much he felt certain of, but he hadn't been able to hold
|
||||||
|
back his cum any longer! Damn, she was so lovely ... her breath-taking
|
||||||
|
body ... so soft and white and roundedly curved at every strategic
|
||||||
|
point ... he had only to look down at her and he was lost! He'd cum
|
||||||
|
like some sort of unleashed, pumping fountain, his bloated balls
|
||||||
|
achingly pressuring the sperm from them in wild, spurting gushes that
|
||||||
|
had damned near torn him apart! And after that, what could he possibly
|
||||||
|
do for an encore ... even knowing that she was as excited and tighter
|
||||||
|
than a drum inside, hoping, just hoping and giving herself to him ...
|
||||||
|
only to be left played with, but never released? What else was there
|
||||||
|
for her outside of wrapping her soft arms around his neck as she
|
||||||
|
pressed her warm smooth curies tightly against his spent body and
|
||||||
|
passionately whispered how much she loved him ... that it was all
|
||||||
|
right, and maybe next time it would be different? What else ... except
|
||||||
|
hit him in the face with a shoe, or something, the way the wealthy and
|
||||||
|
spoiled Lydia Newell would react? But then, Jean was no Lydia, was she,
|
||||||
|
not his gorgeous Jeannie ...?
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Christ, it wasn't even honorable to tie both of them into the same
|
||||||
|
thought! Maybe if he'd waited until things were in better straits here
|
||||||
|
in the valley, he could've made this twenty-two year old golden young
|
||||||
|
Venus some sort of a physically satisfying husband! Not only was Lydia
|
||||||
|
an ever-present menace to their marriage with her sensually vicious
|
||||||
|
body and mind, but there was the rotten drug problem the town had
|
||||||
|
suddenly been exposed to among its young people ... and even worse, the
|
||||||
|
unbelievable wild-dog pack that was raiding the herds for food, plus,
|
||||||
|
the stupid damned stories that were spreading about its huge,
|
||||||
|
mysterious leader. He'd brought her there right in the midst of it all
|
||||||
|
... his precious Jeannie, exposing her to the worst possible side of
|
||||||
|
the valley. He hadn't been thinking ... couldn't, damnit! He'd been
|
||||||
|
that far gone ... completely and totally in love ... if that term could
|
||||||
|
accurately describe what had happened to him.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Hell, for himself, he wasn't sorry. Like any man, he was too damned
|
||||||
|
lustful. But for the exotically precious young woman he held snugly
|
||||||
|
embraced against him, he couldn't help feel genuine concern. Christ, he
|
||||||
|
loved her so damned much! If only he'd used his head, or heart, instead
|
||||||
|
of his brainless hard cock to do his thinking ...!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"You're awake, aren't you, Darling," he heard her softly whisper in a
|
||||||
|
statement rather than a question. "I could tell by the way your hand
|
||||||
|
began to squeeze and stroke my breast."
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Y-yes," he breathed, feeling her trying to cuddle her intoxicating,
|
||||||
|
nakedness back against him even closer, her smooth little hand holding
|
||||||
|
his that was intently clutching the firm resilience of the unbelievably
|
||||||
|
full mounds on her chest.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
A revived sensation of desire charged through him at the meaningful
|
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squirm of her satin-smooth buttocks back against his cock between them,
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causing it to lurch into the first stages of re-hardness and she
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passionately whimpered. He kissed the crown of her head, even as
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thoughts of Link Morgan, Lydia Newell, and the ferocious dog-pack with
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its wild leader raced through it. Why he should think of them, and
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especially a brute animal at such a time, was unanswerable! She was so
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beautiful, so softly luscious, so absolutely feminine ...!
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"W-what's bothering you, Darling?" she whispered.
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"You. Just you, Baby ... nothing else."
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"Oh darling ..." she said, kissing his hand. "I-I know you want to mean
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that ... but there's something else on your mind ... Already, I can
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tell, and I've only known you two-months. You can't lie to me, Mark ...
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not ever ... Please? What is it? Let me worry with you? Isn't that part
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of our life together?"
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He didn't answer right away. Then: "Of course, Baby. I'll always tell
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you," he lied, feeling protective in the act. "Minor things, really ...
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day to day details that I have to be concerned with ..."
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"What about the dogs?" she asked in a hushed tone.
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"The dogs?"
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"The wild-pack everyone is talking about that raid the sheep?"
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"What about them? It happens all the time."
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"Not according to the women in the neighborhood," she quietly replied.
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"Old Granny Obert said something about it being a hundred years ago
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when the valley was first settled that dogs actually ran wild like
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this. And ... and she insists that ... that they had the same leader
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..."
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"Good Lord, Jean! You can't believe that medieval nonsense! Dammit,
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those pipe-smoking, nursing-home cases ought to be carted away!" Mark
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snapped, rolling onto his back and letting free of her breast.
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Immediately, Jean turned over, crowding close to hug him. He could see
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her lovely heart-shaped face by the light of the half-moon filtering in
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through their open window.
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"Well, don't get angry with me, Sweetheart," she entreated. "I'm only
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trying to tell the deputy sheriff what's circulating around town ..."
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"The deputy sheriff can't do a damned thing in this little burg!" he
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snapped, not meaning to sound angry. "His jurisdiction begins at its
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town-limits. Inside those barriers, Chief of Police Link Morgan
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enforces the law ... such as it is ..."
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"Darling, Darling, please ...? You're beginning to sound mean."
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"I don't intend to ... I'm sorry," he said, his brain suddenly filled
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with the memory of the three boys he'd picked up for pushing dope at
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the Valley High School. He'd turned them over to Link and nothing had
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happened yet, not even a hearing before Judge Collins ... but then,
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even the Judge was on Link's pay, wasn't he. Goddamnit, how could you
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maintain law and the citizens' rightful peace in an area like this with
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such as Link Morgan and the Newells? They controlled! Damnit, sometimes
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he was tempted to ask Sheriff Hester for a transfer! He would if it
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wasn't for his Dad ... dead now, killed by Link's accidental hunting
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bullet ...! Yeah, he would because of Jeannie, but he knew he'd never
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be able to forgive himself! The sons of bitches! Goddamnit, he never
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should have brought her there until it was all cleared ...!
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The telephone interrupted his thoughts. Jean let free of him as he
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fumbled for the light-switch then the instrument setting on the table
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beside him. She tensed as it rang again. There had been only a few such
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night calls since their marriage, but each of them had been serious
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enough to take him from her ... auto accidents ... a robbery ... and
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...
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"What the hell are you saying, Doc?" she heard Mark incredulously blurt
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out. "The Purcell girl ... Link Morgan's niece ...? My God ... did he
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maul her ...? What ...? Th-that's impossible ...! I can't believe ...
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listen, I'll be right there, Doc ...! Have you called Link? Okay ...
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okay, I'll be right over ...!"
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Jean could hardly believe the appalled expression wrenching the
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handsome features of her husband's rugged face. He was staring at her,
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but frighteningly not seeing her, she realized. Whatever it was all
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about, the knowledge of it had actually drained the blood from his
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chiseled features!
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"Wh-what is it, Mark?" she hesitantly asked, sitting upright in the bed
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and pulling the sheet up over her nakedness as he hurriedly bolted to
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the floor and began to dress.
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"What ...? Oh ... an accident, Honey ... there's been an accident ...
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nothing for you to worry about," he managed after a moment, as if her
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were pacifying a child.
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He was lying and she blew it, that thought alone sending an icy chill
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along her naked spine. He would never he, only to protect her, or keep
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her from worrying ... "A-Annie Purcell, you said ... and ... and did he
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|
maul her ... please, Darling, tell me the truth ...?"
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"Damnit, Jean, it's nothing for you to concern yourself with!" he
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|
snapped as he strapped on his holstered pistol, then went to the closet
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and brought out his shotgun. His sharpness of tone, rather than
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|
offending her, only added to her anxiety. "Just go to sleep ... and
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I'll be back as quick as I can ..."
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|
He started out the door, then, as if on second thought, crossed the
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room to close their bedroom window, that surprising act almost
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completely unnerving her.
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"Why did you do that?" she brusquely questioned. "Would you like to
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|
have me suffocate here in my ignorance, too?"
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|
She saw him swallow tightly and move toward the bed, bending down to
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|
kiss her. "Please, Baby ... I can't explain now ... there isn't time.
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I've got to get over to Doc Emory's," he said, stroking her back as he
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|
warmly kissed her lips. "Just trust me and do as I ask ... all right?"
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|
"Al-all right, Darling ... I'm sorry ..."
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|
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|
"I know ... now try to get some sleep ... and don't worry."
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"I-I'II try," she promised as he smiled back one last time before
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|
disappearing through the doorway.
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|
* * *
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|
Some dozen men in hasty dress had gathered in front of the Doctor's
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house when Mark drove up. Most of them were carrying rifles or
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|
shotguns, and the others, he assumed, were armed one way or another. He
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|
snapped his own shotgun into its accessible bracket and stepped from
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the patrol car.
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|
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|
"Hello, Mark," a naselish voice he recognized as Fred Clark's greeted,
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|
the tall, thin man approaching him. "I found her ... stumbling along
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|
Cypress Street, naked as a plucked little jay-bird and filthy dirty,
|
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|
poor kid ..."
|
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|
|
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|
"Had she been mauled, Fred?" Mark questioned, repeating the question
|
||||||
|
that Doc Emory had not answered.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Hell ... couldn't tell for sure," the other replied. "Didn't see any
|
||||||
|
blood, but she was crazy, hysterical ... moaning that the goddamned
|
||||||
|
brute had raped her! The wife and I both heard her scream. We only live
|
||||||
|
a hundred yards or so from that cellar, you know ...!"
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Is Link inside?" Mark interrupted him.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Yeah, and right ready to kill," the informant said. "Cripes, I never
|
||||||
|
saw him so wild, Mark ...!"
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
The tall deputy pressed through the gathering, moving up the walkway
|
||||||
|
toward the lighted porch. He still couldn't believe it, and would not
|
||||||
|
until Doc Emory repeated his affirmation. Cripes, such goddamned things
|
||||||
|
didn't happen, except in old wives' tales!
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Come in, Mark," Mrs. Emory invited in a hushed voice, opening the door
|
||||||
|
in her night robe. "They're in the living room. The poor girl is
|
||||||
|
sleeping ... Doctor gave her a sedative."
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Thanks, Mrs. Emory," Mark nodded, moving toward the raised sound of
|
||||||
|
Link Morgan's gruff voice. The barrel-chested, unshaven man was dressed
|
||||||
|
in his usual non-uniform of khaki shirt open at the collar, leather
|
||||||
|
hunting pants and boots. He'd been drinking; his small colorless eyes
|
||||||
|
were bloodshot and his shock of white hair uncombed. To Mark, he always
|
||||||
|
looked like a man in his sixties, rather than pre-fifty, the result,
|
||||||
|
undoubtedly, of his own dissipation.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Hello, Doc," Mark greeted the slight, mustached physician first, then
|
||||||
|
with a nod: "Link. What happened ... how is she ...?"
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"I'll tell you what happened, Blakely! That goddamned wild sonofabitch
|
||||||
|
dog raped my niece, and I'm going to hang its hide as high as that
|
||||||
|
bitch on the flagpole in front of town-hall! Only first, I'm going to
|
||||||
|
rip the bastard's nuts off!" Link bitterly snarled, addressing the fact
|
||||||
|
that Mark had warned him against taking an armed posse into his
|
||||||
|
jurisdiction again for any reason.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Mrs. Emory had started to enter the room, but quickly left at the Chief
|
||||||
|
of Police's lurid choice of words. Mark bit at his lower lips,
|
||||||
|
forcefully controlling himself. He said: "What are your findings,
|
||||||
|
Doctor?"
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
The slight, aging bald man solemnly nodded, giving medical credence to
|
||||||
|
the broad-shouldered police-chief's ranting version. "No doubt about
|
||||||
|
it, Mark ... the beast actually attacked her. Its animal semen was
|
||||||
|
present in my examination. Surprisingly, it didn't harm her in any
|
||||||
|
other way ... oh a few scratches, but they could have occurred when it
|
||||||
|
tore the clothing from her. Actually, she's suffering mostly from
|
||||||
|
shock. I've given her a sedative. She's sleeping in my office ..."
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"You mean, the dog literally ripped the clothing from her?" Mark asked
|
||||||
|
in disbelief.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"You're fucking well told he did!" Link roared, raising a waterglass
|
||||||
|
half-filled with liquor to his lips that he had undoubtedly wheedled
|
||||||
|
from the doctor. He gulped half of it, breathing in shortened rasps as
|
||||||
|
he glared at the deputy. "Shredded the goddamned panties and everything
|
||||||
|
else right off her, and Fred Clark was there when I gathered 'em up! I
|
||||||
|
tell you again, Blakely, that devil from hell's got to die! It ain't
|
||||||
|
enough that the pack is killing the sheep, now they're attacking young,
|
||||||
|
innocent girls and fucking 'em like bitches! You tell me that bastard
|
||||||
|
ain't some kind of evil spirit Tom Satan, himself ...?"
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"You're talking like an ass, Link!" Mark short-temperedly replied. "I
|
||||||
|
don't know the answer but there has to be one! Maybe ... maybe Annie
|
||||||
|
can give it to us when she's herself again ..."
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"You go to hell, Blakely!" the powerful man snarled, stomping about the
|
||||||
|
room, then gulping the remainder of his drink. "I, for one, ain't
|
||||||
|
waiting for that evil sonofabitch to attack another girl in Crescent
|
||||||
|
Valley! I aim to do something about it, whether you lay sanction or
|
||||||
|
not! I'm forming a posse and going out ...!"
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"There'll be no posse, Link ... unless I call for them," Mark calmly
|
||||||
|
interrupted him. "I won't tolerate the brutal torture of animals, even
|
||||||
|
vicious ones, the way you did last night. Out there is my territory,
|
||||||
|
and I intend to guard it. I don't intend to have a bunch of liquor-
|
||||||
|
whipped maniacs riding those hills with rifles and shotguns. If you
|
||||||
|
remember, Link, that's the way my father died ...!"
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Wh-what the hell are you saying, boy? That was an accident!" the huge
|
||||||
|
man spat, well aware of the deputy sheriff's meaning. "Christ, could I
|
||||||
|
help it if he wore a jacket the same color as that cougar? You ... you
|
||||||
|
think I meant to shoot him ...?"
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Here, here ... both of you, stop!" Doc Emory stepped in. "You're
|
||||||
|
letting this get the best of you. I know it's a horrible situation, but
|
||||||
|
you must try to work together ... for the good of the community!"
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Mark tightly swallowed. He wasn't pleased with his own outburst. "Of
|
||||||
|
course, you're right, Doc. I'm sorry," he said, watching the little
|
||||||
|
man's slow, understanding smile. "I'll place a call to the conservation
|
||||||
|
department immediately. This is their problem ..."
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"Problem!" Link blurted. "Their problem! You go to hell, Blakely! This
|
||||||
|
is my problem, and every man, woman, and child in this valley! That
|
||||||
|
fucking brute raped my niece and I don't intend to sit back while some
|
||||||
|
square-headed tree-planter decides to do something about it! You've got
|
||||||
|
twenty-four hours, deputy, and you better hope to Christ that son of
|
||||||
|
Satan doesn't attack another girl!" he roared, slamming his glass down
|
||||||
|
hard onto a table before storming toward the doorway. There, he turned
|
||||||
|
one final time. "I warn you ... twenty-four hours ... and then I defy
|
||||||
|
any man in this valley to stop me!" Mark stood straight and silent,
|
||||||
|
listening to the big man's heavy foot-falls, and finally the
|
||||||
|
unnecessary crash of the front door shutting behind him. In all t | ||||||