Sadler's Revenge (IC)
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				Title: <strong>Sadler's Revenge (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>21-11-2012, 18:02:30</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://paradiseintheworld.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/kansas-prairie-storm.jpg)</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Sadler's Revenge. Some have said that revenge is the sweetest thing of all, but for John "Preacher" Sadler it's even more so as he searches for redemption, lost souls and the damned, ultimately finding them in a town that few will ever remember, but one that he will never forget.<br><br>Our story opens on the plains of Kansas, a lone farm seemingly in the middle of nowhere, but all that call it, and the homes surrounding home, will find that just over that rise over there is a path to destiny or a path to destruction. The choice as to which it will be is up to them, naming the Tannings, but one thing is for sure, their lives will never be the same again</em>.</span></span></div>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>21-11-2012, 22:48:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Trick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kansas Prairie<br><hr><hr><br>William "Trick" Holloway was a man on a mission, or at least that was what he liked to tell himself, in reality he hadn't eaten in a week and was growing hungier for more than just a hot meal. Sadler had sent him ahead to scout the area, but no one was on their trail and they hadn't done anything even remotely exciting in months.<br><br>Frank Miller had told the boys to remain calm that their time was coming, that Preacher always had a plan, but frankly Trick was starting to get tired of it and he knew that the others were as well, he had better strike paydirt soon or the mighty John Sadler was likely to see the wrong end of a six shooter. <br><br>He was six hours into his "scouting" when he saw what appeared to be signs of a small but working farm, turning back to catch the others as he saw Frank first and was told simply to find them shelter and a place to lay low. Frank had grown up in these parts and was going with Sadler to look for the remnants of what had once been the town of Millers Cove. Trick suspected that Frank had money stashed there, but didn't ask. <br><br>He was also told to go alone and to leave a sign for the Major and Hal if there was trouble and that they would come and help if he got into a scrap. Into a scrap? Hell Trick had been in a lot of things and never once relied on a Jonnie Reb or a kid that was too gun happy for his own good to bail him out. It was a farm for Christs sake, what would that possibly do to him other than make him bathe and put him to work for his supper.<br><br>Trick stopped at a creek that ran along the property, washing up as best he could, slipping into his Sunday shirt, which meant it had no holes in it, then remounted his horse and donned his hat as he looked at the farm that lay just a head.
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				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 09:59:58</strong>
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				<strong>Name: </strong>Adalina Evans<br><strong>Where: </strong>Farm house<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9b/Adalina.jpg)</div>Adalina had gotten up earlier than usual that day. She had been tossing and turning in her bed for hours already when she had finally given up on getting any more sleep and crawled out. The very first light was barely visible on the horizon when she peered outside the window. Luke had been gone since the beginning of the week. He had taken the wagon with him to go and buy supplies out of town. She knew it was unlikely he would already be back today, usually these kind of trips took three of four days. That meant that her husband would be back tomorrow at the earliest, and likely no sooner than late in the afternoon.<br><br>She had enough work to keep her occupied. Her first job was tending to the animals. She fed their two cows and the one horse Luke had left her, then did the same for their chickens. After that she spent the morning doing laundry and hanging the clothes out to dry. A strong wind had erupted by the time she was done, so she quickly returned to their little home to do some cleaning, before setting herself a pot of coffee. She stood on their front porch with a metal mug full of the liquid and stared across the horizon. Their farm was fairly out of the way, also from most trade routes, which meant they rarely got visitors. She didn’t mind the solitude most of the time, really only when Luke left her by her lonesome’s for a couple of days.<br><br>With her most immediate chores done, Adalina decided to use the privacy to have herself a bad. Luke had built them a small roofed bathhouse right behind their home. It was no more than a wooden roof and two walls, with an old stove to warm the water and an big old wooden basin. It took her some time to bring the water over from their well and then heat up enough of it to fill her bath. Eventually she stripped out of her simple grey dress and petticoat and allowed her naked form to disappear into the tub. She grabbed the bar of soap she had put on a low stool nearby the bath and started to scrub her skin. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 11:22:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Trick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><hr><hr><br>Trick watched the farm nearly all day, mostly in boredom. He could have ridden in and offered perhaps to help with the chores, but that seldom went as planned and though he had yet to see any menfolk, that didn't mean there wasn't one about. <br><br>It wasn't until he noticed, well really, the only person he had seen heading to the back of their home that he finally rode up to the property stopping just short of the line. <br><br><strong>"There isn't even a dog? How do these people live?"</strong> He said as he scanned the farmstead a little closer as he approached. The building in question was clearly some sort of bath house, he could tell that now by the sound of splashing water. The question was wither or not he would startle the one inside, or wait and startle them after they were completed with what they were doing. Being as Trick was bored and because he hadn't had any excitement in what seemed like a lifetime, he chose his first option and proceeded to ride up to the bath house, which was a quite ride until his horse gave him away with a whinny.<br><strong><br>"Just a traveller..in search of food and lodging.."</strong> He said simply. He had only seen the female from a distance, so he wasn't looking to grab a peek just yet, though that could change at any moment. <strong>"Don't mean no bother and can ride along if'n it be a trouble." </strong> 
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				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 11:53:53</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Adalina Evans<br><strong>Location:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><br><hr><br>Adalina submerged her body to wash the soap off her body, there was already a layer of suds at the top of the filled tub. She had been applying the soap to her chest when she heard the sounds of horses hooves. Was Luke home early after all? No, that make no sense… He wouldn’t be home this early unless something had gone wrong… And the sound she heard was of a solitary horse, not the one of a horse-drawn carriage. Her curiosity and questions were soon answered when a solitary rider came into view of the little bathing shack. From his vantage point, he had a good view of her tub, though thankfully some of her modesty was saved by the fact that her body was largely submerged in the water. She did quickly cover her upper body with her arms, well aware of the vulnerability of her position.<br><br>The man himself didn’t seem to pose her an immediate threat, though she was keenly aware of the fact that his mere presence was threatening. The farm house was far enough out of the way for any stranger arriving to be a rare occurrence.<strong> “We do not offer lodgings and have no food to spare…”</strong> She remained in her tub, shifting her body so that most of it remained underneath the soapy water. <strong>“You could try the town though. Go South for a mile and you’ll come onto a path. You can follow that straight into town.” </strong><br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 12:03:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Trick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><hr><hr><br>Trick moved a little closer as he heard the woman's words, the closer he got the prettier she got. <strong>"South and a mile..funny cause I came from that way and the watering hole of a town wasn't even willing to water my horse."</strong> He replied as he removed his hat, trying to not watch the water move about the tub.<br><br><strong>"But I thank you kindly for the information, if'n some more come ride'n by like me just tell them the same if you please..they likely won't take it as well as I am, but never you mind about that."</strong> Trick tipped his head slightly as he looked at the woman, but made no motion to leave. <br><br><strong>"Perhaps I can trade work for a bed?"</strong> It was worth a shot. <strong>"I can water my horse at the creek and rest there if it will be not bother your <em>husband</em>."</strong> He chose the word carefully, though in the end it didn't matter if there was a husband, brother, uncle or the like, Trick was loving the view by now and not going to move another inch.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 17:55:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Adalina Evans<br><strong>Where: </strong>Tanning Farm<br><br><hr><br>Adalina hadn’t really believed the man would leave upon her suggestion of going into town instead. It was clear he had no intention of moving. There was a clear threat in his mention of other’s passing by and what their reaction to her dismissal might be. She was still stuck in the tub and covering those parts of her body that were not submerged in the water. His last inquiry was obviously aimed at figuring out if she was alone on the farm or not. There was no point in trying to pretend Luke was around, it would only take the stranger ten minutes to check the farm house, the barn and the immediate vicinity of their stead to figure out no one else was there.<br><br><strong>“My husband is away on business… He should be back tomorrow.”</strong> It was only half a lie. Luke might make it back tomorrow.<strong> “But regardless of that, he wouldn’t appreciate me taking on guests without his approval.”</strong> She tried to remember where she had left Luke’s spare six-shooter. It was in the bottom shelf of one of her kitchen cabinets. Stuck bare-naked in her bath tub as she was, the gun might as well have been on the other side of the world. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 18:06:29</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Trick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><hr><hr><br>Trick listened, his ears ringing in delight as he looked at the woman who remained in the tub. <strong>"Tommorrow you say? Well a lot could happen between now and then."</strong> He took out his Colt, looking it over as if it was his last friend. <br><br><strong>"Normally I would not do what I am about to do, but I haven't eaten in a week..you ever gone without for a week? Makes men do what normally they wouldn't."</strong> He said as he aimed the gun at Adalina. <strong>"You are going to stand up and get what I presume is a pretty ass, into that kitchen and make me lunch, after I have eaten..and I mean a lunch you would make your husband..then I will decide if I will leave, or if I will go."</strong> <br><br>Trick was normally not one to draw a gun on a woman, much less a pretty one, but he was hungry. <strong>"We can do this nice..or not so nice, it's up to you. I am not looking to hurt you, just hungry is all.."</strong> He cocked the hammer back. <br><br><strong>"Get out..oh and you can leave the clothes off..I might fuck you for dessert."</strong> 
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				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 19:06:11</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><br><hr><br>Adalina’s final illusions of being able to resolve the situation by talking were shattered when the man brandished his gun. Her eyes grew wide when she processed his words. She was ordered out of her bath, not allowed to put on her dress and then he added the threat of rape… She hesitated for the shortest of moments before realizing the man wasn’t playing games, he was clearly desperate. Slowly she rose from the water, countless little streams of water running down her body as gravity did its work. She covered her chest with one arm and used her free hand to cover her pussy. There was no covering her back side as she stepped out of the tub. <br><br>She avoided eye contact as she stepped by her dress and headed towards her house. Not all was necessarily lost. If he wanted her to prepare him some food, she would be allowed into her kitchen. With some luck, she might be able to get to her gun in a distracted moment. Once inside the house, there was no more hiding nor covering her body. She needed both hands to begin preparing a meal. <strong>“I can prepare you some bacon and eggs…” </strong>She said in a neutral tone, her eyes still avoiding any looks in his direction. She poured the man a cup of coffee and put it on the table near where a pulled out chair was standing. Then she turned back to her stove and picked up a pan and dropped a generous amount of lard into it. The bacon and eggs were nearby as she had planned to have them as lunch herself. <br><br>She opened a cabinet and picked up a loaf of very dark bread wrapped in a towel. She unwrapped the loaf and put it on the table. A few moments later she returned with a pan full of bacon and eggs. She was unsure whether to just give the man the pan or serve them in a plate. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 23:32:17</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Trick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><hr><hr><br>There was a number of things that Trick did as Adalina followed his command and got out of the tub, the first of which was to confirm that she indeed did have a very nice ass. The rest was quite enjoyable as well, Trick allowing her to cover herself, though in truth his still managed to get a view.<br><br>The other thing he did was to dismount his horse and grab her dress, he would not force her to stay as she was but he wasn't going to let her cover herself right away either, he was simply having too much fun.<br><br>He hitched his horse, and moved into the house, his step much lighter than she may have expected has he removed his hat, took a seat, watching Adalina as she fixed a smell he had long forgotten.<br><br>When she placed the bacon and eggs down Trick look the pan thanking her, then settled into reciting Grace, a surprise he was sure as he looked to Adalina. <strong>"You have a name?"</strong><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 23:50:25</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/39/Adalina_3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><hr><br>She had taken a few steps back after handing him his food. She was surprised when she heard the man saying grace, the last thing she expected was for this ruffian to be religious. Her eyebrows went up again when he inquired about her name. First he forced her to run around bare-naked and prepare him food at gunpoint, then a moment later he seemed to want to start a casual conversation? Of course, her state had not changed. He still had the gun and the control over the situation. <strong>“Adalina… Tanning.”</strong> She said, not looking his way but instead letting her gaze go above and past him. <br><br>She suddenly realized her mistake. She should have tried to get to her gun whilst she was still preparing the food. If she went rummaging through her cabinets now, it would only make him suspicious. Of course, she had been too frightened and nervous to think properly. And even if she had managed to get a hold of Evan’s spare revolver, what on earth was she going to do with it? If the man called her bluff, she wasn’t convinced about her own resolve. Even if it was for her own protection, she could not see herself shooting a man. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>23-11-2012, 04:42:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Trick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><hr><hr><br>Trick looked at Adalina, a fork full of egg nearly at his mouth. <strong>"Pretty name."</strong> He replied as he motioned for her to sit down. <strong>"You have options of course, you can sit down and join me, you can crawl under the table and suck my cock while I eat, or you can sit on my lap."</strong> Trick knew he was being an ass and in reality there was little chance that he would go out of his wat to hurt this woman, not when she could cook like this.<br><br><strong>"Or.."</strong> He put the fork full of eggs in his mouth. <strong>"You can go out to my horse and get your dress and put it back on, though I will admit I rather like you like you are..it's very becoming of you as you are a very pretty woman.."</strong> <br><br>He picked up his coffee and took a drink. <strong>"It's your choice what you do."</strong> <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>23-11-2012, 08:08:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/39/Adalina_3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><hr><br>Adalina’s nose wrinkled upon the mention of her pleasuring the man orally. He truly was a disgusting sort! His next offer however was more to her liking. Ignoring his suggestion of remaining nude, she slipped past him at the table and headed outside to fetch her dress. She briefly hesitated besides his horse. She could try to run away using his mount. But it was probably a trap. Likely the man was now spying on her from inside her kitchen and he would shoot her at the first sight of an escape attempt. Not to mention the fact that she had no way of knowing how the horse would respond to her.<br><br>In the end she just contented herself with slipping her dress back on and heading back inside. She took a seat opposite him on the table and made sure to turn her gaze away from him. She was glad to at least be decent again. Though she was under no illusions that she was out of the woods already… quite on the contrary. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>23-11-2012, 14:58:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Trick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><hr><hr><br>Trick knew of course that Adalina would choose to put her dress on, of course she would. It was the sensible thing and the woman wasn't a whore, and even they would likely rather put their dress back on. <strong>"If the dress had not been an option, what would you have done?"</strong> He asked quietly, as he finished chewing the last of the eggs.<br><br><strong>"It's a fair question I think and in reality one that should be answered. I rather miss you without the dress already actually."</strong> If had to be clear that Trick was quite contrary to himself, he was a killer when needed, but largely a thief when circumstance called for it. Most of Sadler's me were like that, they weren't entirely bad, they weren't entirely good. Sometimes the bad outshown the good and for whatever it was that they might eventually be hung for, no one would likely come to their defense. Trick had come to terms with that a long time ago.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>25-11-2012, 15:36:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/39/Adalina_3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><hr><br>Adalina was well disgusted by the main. Apparently it had not been enough to make her parade around as some common strumpet, even after he had allowed her to get dressed enough, the debauchery had to continue. No doubt the question was meant for him to get some form of arousal from her answer.<strong> “I am not a whore, sir… I am a married woman. I would not sit on your lap, and I certainly would not do that other thing.” </strong>She rose her chin defiantly, making herself appear more brave than she truly felt.<br><br>In reality she felt a deep tension now that she was back at the table with him. Her earlier plan to get to her gun was still not completely forgotten. Now that she was sat at the table, her opportunities to reach for it were even more scarce than before. Though perhaps eventually the man’s attention would waver. If he truly had been riding for as long as he claimed, he would tire before too long. That would be her opportunity to get to her weapon. Whether or not she would have the courage to pull the trigger was another matter entirely… <br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>25-11-2012, 18:57:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Trick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><hr><hr><br>He laughed. <strong>"Well of course your not a whore. I might be laking manners at times, but I am far from stupid, if you where a whore I would be enjoying your delightful body about five times over by now.."</strong> Trick looked at Adalina again as he sat there.<br><br><strong>"So the only question that remains..is how much will it take to make you one. A man could make a lot of money off of you."</strong> Trick hated himself for saying it the moment the words came out, but it was either going to be him or one of the others. <strong>"Not that I am in the whoring business, but they could.."</strong> <br><br>Trick stood up at that moment, looking at Adalina. <strong>"Over the table.."</strong> He gun came out of it's holster again. <strong>"I thank you for your hospitality Adalina, but don't make me shoot that pretty face of yours."</strong> 
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				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>25-11-2012, 19:12:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/39/Adalina_3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><hr><br>Her openly defiant ways had not served her too well. His words were ominous and they were confirmed when he rose to his feet after finishing the food and fished his gun back out of its holster. She swallowed noticeably when the order came, yet she still did not quite understand what he meant. <strong>“Over the table… what do you mean?” </strong>She rose to her feet almost instinctively, her hands clutching her chest as the barrel of the gun was pointed squarely in the center of her face. <br><br>Seconds passed as he stared right at the gun, not sure what to do next, her muscles all tightening to the point where she was as immobile as a statue. Sweat pearled on her forehead, but not from any heat. Seconds passed and seemed to last as long as days. Her entire body screamed for her to run away, but her eyes were transfixed by the threat of the gun. She knew instinctively that any sudden movement would leave her with a bullet in her head. Luke would find her corpse in the middle of their kitchen, not knowing what had happened to his wife. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>dapoet</strong> on <strong>25-11-2012, 19:20:01</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Trick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Trick Holloway<br><strong>Where:</strong> Tanning Farm<br><strong>With:</strong> Adalina Tanning<br><hr><hr><br>Trick looked at Adalina, there was no way she was so pretty and able to cook and be stupid enough to not know that he meant. <strong>"Bend over....or better yet..take the dress back off so I don't rip it while I am fucking your ass.."</strong> He pulled the hammer back. <strong>"Understand me now?"</strong> He smile turned slightly cold, the meal he had just eatten warming him though to the point that he wouldn't be overly rough, but he needed to release the tensions of dealing with all of Sadler's rules.<br><br><strong>"Take the dress off and bend over the table."</strong> He said again as he moved to release his gun belt, he was holding the gun so the leather fell with little real sound. <strong>"I want to see if you fuck like you cook."</strong> <br><br>
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