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54

When the sun came up, Randy's soft cock was still in his best friend's hole. He looked at the clock and realized it was six o'clock. William had said he wanted to be on his way to Raleigh by seven, but, seeing his friend sleeping so soundly, the sheriff decided to grab his shower and make some coffee before waking him. He went in and got under the hot water, enjoying the warm waves of water on his body. He felt completed sated sexually, just as he had when William had fucked him. He realized he really wasn't looking forward to making it through a whole day without his friend and momentarily questioned his decision about not joining William in Raleigh. But he realized he had a number of things to do in Gayberry, so he resolved to make it through the day.

Randy knew he would have to deal with the mayor's wife, who was still sitting in one of his jail cells and with Mrs. Bedford, who would be finding one of her large suitcases packed with her clothes and other personal belongings on the porch this morning. When he finished his shower, he returned to the bedroom where William was now awake, having a cup of coffee, chatting with the doctor. William was still naked and seemed comfortable with it. The bedclothes were still all over the floor and what had happened the evening before was pretty obvious.

"There's the man responsible for this carnage, doctor!" William laughed. "Lock that son of a bitch up!"

They all laughed as the doctor handed a naked Randy a cup of steaming coffee.

"It looks like some boys had fun upstairs last night" the doctor said. "Both of you guys seem to be in really good moods this morning. I feel pretty much the same way. William told me you gave him the best fuck of his life last night, sheriff, and I see he still has a big smile on his face."

"Did he tell you he gave me the first fuck and the best fuck of my life the night before?" Randy chuckled. "It certainly won't be my last if I have anything to do with it."

"I have a confession to make, guys" the doctor said. "I was feeling so horny after the discussions with all the boys, I have to admit I let Mark talk me into fucking him, I had told him I wouldn't do that as long as he was still in the cage. I didn''t want him to feel like I was just using his body when I couldn't do the same for him. But I let myself be convinced last night that he really wanted it. It was amazing. It was even better the second time when he woke me up in the wee hours of this morning with my hard cock in his mouth and wanted me to poke him again. That boy really loves having a hard cock in him."

"I think most men and boys like it if they can only let themselves go and enjoy it" William said. "It can be hard for a man to admit that he likes being fucked in the ass but that's really just silly."

William was making his way to the shower as his cock was starting to harden.

"I better hit the shower before all this sexy talk gets me hard again" he said. "I don't want to make it to Raleigh at four this afternoon. I told Abe and the governor I'd get there as early as possible."

"I better get down and check on the boys" the doctor said. "They're all making breakfast for us. Does my heart good to see boys enjoying time in the kitchen. William looked handsome in a dark gray suit and Andy put on a pair of athletic shorts as they went downstairs to find a group of boys finishing breakfast preparations. Everyone seemed in a happy mood, although Jimmy seemed a little quieter than usual. It was a delicious breakfast of homemade biscuits, scrambled eggs, bacon and fresh peach halves. The younger boys were still excited about their call from the governor. Rafe and Kurt were looking forward to spending a day with the doctor assessing what it would take to reopen the clinic. William finished his breakfast and hugged everyone goodbye. He had packed an overnight bag, as Abe had suggested in the event they didn't finish their work and he was required to stay over.

"Tell the governor and Mr. Abe to come back to see us real soon" Dopie said as William finally got out the door and into his Buick.

Doc volunteered to drop the boys off at school as he, Kurt, and Rafe headed for the clinic. The house was suddenly very quiet once everyone was gone. Randy straightened up the bedroom and put the bed linens in the washer before he got dressed. He wondered if he should start looking for a housekeeper or if he and the boys could handle it themselves. Although they had Aunt Flea, the sheriff and Dopie had always taken responsibility for keeping their own spaces in the house neat and clean. She had done the laundry but that didn't seem an insurmountable task. He decided to table that decision for later as he stuffed sheets into the washer and put fresh ones on his bed. The cum-stained sheets had reminded him of how good it felt to be inside William last night and how good it had been to have William inside him the night before. He found it hard to believe the pleasure he had missed for a large part of his live and vowed not to ever deny himself those pleasures again.

Once out of the house, he decided to run by his old place to determine the reaction to Mrs. Bedford's luggage which had been left on the front porch during the night. As he got to the front porch, he could hear Mrs. Bedford ranting.

"You better not even put your dirty ass monkey hands on my clothes, you bitch!" Mrs. Bedford was shouting.

As Randy walked in the front door, Mrs. Bedford had snatched the suitcase away from Eliza, clothes spilling out onto the floor and underwear and costume jewelry going everywhere. The woman drew back her hand preparing to slap Eliza in the face.

"You better be thinkin' twice about that, bitch!" the sheriff said quietly.

Mrs. Bedford's arm froze in mid-air.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, you worthless cunt?" Randy asked her." It's a damned good thing you stopped that swing. If you'd hit Eliza, I'd have broken that motherfuckin flabby arm of yours into ten pieces, then I'd have ripped that shoulder out of its motherfuckin' socket. Eliza, are you all right?"

"Yes, sheriff" Eliza said. "I'm fine. She pushed me around a little but I'm a pretty tough old bird."

Aunt Flea was on the floor trying to gather up the costume jewelry that had flown through the air and Mrs. Bedford was now trying to pack her clothes back into the expensive Louis Vuitton luggage.

"What the fuck do you bitches think you're doin"" the sheriff asked.

"Randy, please watch your language" Aunt Flea said. "I'm trying to gather up my friend's very nice jewelry and she's trying to repack her beautiful clothes so they won't get ruined."

"Get your fuckin' asses up out of that floor!" he commanded. "That bitch don't own nothing" no more! Did you not read that letter that was attached?"

"I tried to read it but Mrs. Bedford snatched it from my hand" Eliza said. "She read the beginning, then started pitching a fit. She wadded the letter up and threw it in the floor. I retrieved it and have it in my apron pocket."

She handed the crumpled letter to the sheriff.

"This letter instructs Eliza that she is to take control of these items of clothing and jewelry. It asks her to take them at some point to the Gayberry Hotel and distribute them to any of the ladies living there who want them. Any clothes they don't wish to have will then be donated to the thrift store."

"You don't have that right!" Mrs. Bedford screamed. "Those are my clothes. They came out of my house. You are treating my things as if they no longer belong to me."

"They don't, bitch." the sheriff said in almost a whisper. "My son, Mr. Walker and his son and the doctor are now residing in the house you used to own. I now own the house and the construction company your husband had left to you and your sons.Your sons wanted no part of anything you owned and were insistent on my taking things over. Everything has been turned over to me and it is all totally and completely legal. You no longer have a pot to piss in. You good friend, Mrs. Dykes is sitting in a jail cell for attempting to rob your home. She was caught red-handed breaking and entering without the permission of the owner. The owner being me."

"No, no, no!" the woman said loudly. "You're a goddamned liar. My sons would never do anything like that. They didn't have any interest in running the business but they would never do this to me. It can't be true. You are a liar and a fucking thief, Sheriff Gaylor and I will not allow this to happen!"

"It's true, bitch" the sheriff said. "Your sons first had you declared incompetent and everything reverted to them. Everything. They then gave up any rights and turned complete ownership over to me. Even the wads of cash in the closet safe. None of your sons want anything you have ever even touched. They really don't like you at all, bitch. I think it's safe to even say that all three of the Bedford sons despise you. And that's understandable."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Mrs. Bedford asked.

"Do you realize there's no statute of limitations on murder?" the sheriff asked. "Do you know what that means?"

"Of course I do, sheriff," she said haughtily. "I'm not an idiot."

"That's probably debatable, but let me be clear" the sheriff said. "If your husband was murdered, the murderer can be prosecuted at any time. There seems to be evidence that your husband's death may have been the result of foul play. I am still taking statements and I am not yet prepared to file any charges, but you should be aware that anything can happen. I've already got you dead to rights on a conspiracy to murder charge for hiring young Charlie Print to murder Kurt Thomas. I have you on a conspiracy charge on breaking and entering my home. I don't really think it will be that hard to put you in the conspiracy to burn the Colony down and a number of other things. I've just scratched the surface. I have no doubt I could already have your ass in the women's prison in Statesville. I'm pretty sure you'd hate it there cause it's pretty rough. On the other hand, I think you'd fit right in with all them cunt lappers."

He chuckled after that remark as Mrs. Bedford and Aunt Flea glared t him, hatred and fire in their eyes.

"I ain't had a chance to really question the mayor's wife yet, but I have no doubt the crisp hundred dollar bill she gave young Rafe Sewell to help her came from that safe she left standin' open in your closet. By the way, both young Rafe and young Kurt are now residing in my home which used to be your home. My son and William's son love the bedroom formerly occupied by your sons and William and I are quite happy in that gigantic master bedroom built by your husband who, rumor has it, was never allowed to set foot in it."

"That safe contains thousands of dollars worth of fine jewelry gifted me by m6y husband" the woman said. "My dear, loving husband. This shit you put in the suitcase is just the costume shit I wore for everyday. Of course none of the fucking rubes in this town would know the difference."

"Yeah, that dear, loving husband you never allowed in your bedroom after he built that big fine home for you. He built you a replica of your family's home" the sheriff said. "I know all about how you abused that poor man and probably ended up killing him."

"I don't think I wish to talk to you any more" Tara Bedford said. "I think it best if I consult a lawyer. I know it is my right and I wish to speak with legal counsel before saying another word."

"Wrong again, you stupid cunt" Randy said quietly and with a smile. "You are being held under a new law recently signed by our new governor, Governor North under the auspices of the Anti-corruption and anti-terrorism task force whic8h is, of course headed up by William Walker. You have absolute no right as there is very strong evidence of your involvement with the klan and the burning of a school. Seems like you're kind of shit out of luck, bitch. You can be held indefinitely and just to be safe, I have both the governor's signature and William Walker's signature on the warrant giving me this authority. I'd say you're pretty well fucked, Mrs. Bedford."

Eliza couldn't suppress her laughter at the way the sheriff was talking to the haughty woman who had abused her for so many years.

"Good Lordy Almighty, you done answered my prayers again, shuttin' down that arrogant bitch who's been so bad to so many for so long!" Eliza said. "Thank the good Lord almighty for our new governor and for Mr. Walker and for our fine sheriff who's doin' the Lord's work ever' day!"

"Shut the fuck up, you darky bitch!" Mrs. Bedford screamed at Eliza.

"I think that's probably for the best that you don't say another word, Mrs. Bedford" the sheriff said. "I believe you could talk yourself right into a capitol murder charge for just a little. We don't usually take to fryin' white women in the electric chair in this state, but I believe if the public ever found out how you treated a good husband who provided for you and three sons the way Mr. Bedford did, , the entire jury would vote to fry you before dinner."

Eliza chuckled at that remark.

"I need to get to work, but I cannot just allow the behavior you bitches exhibited this morning pass" the sheriff said. "Eliza, I am making you a promise that I'll be back later with a thick leather strap. For now, my belt will have to do. I'm puttin' both of you bitches over my fucking knee right now. Get them fuckin' clothes off. Ever' stitch!"

Neither woman moved. It was if they didn't believe he was going to do this.

"Randy, I'm sure you don't mean this" Aunt Flea said. "I know you're just trying to put some fear into us. It's time to stop this little charade. You've gone too far. You know it would be a sin for you to gaze upon my nakedness. It's all in the good book that we read every Sunday."

"You bitches better get nekkid fast or you're really gonna regret it!" he said. "If you doubt me, I'll run both of you buck naked all the way down main street to that fuckin' jail. Just try me."

That said, the sheriff drew back his right arm and slapped his aunt with his open palm. Aunt Flea then looked terrified and both women scrambled to get out of their misfitting uniforms. He first took a naked Aunt Flea over his knees, her plump titties bouncing. She was beet red down to her chest and her lumpy ass jiggled like jello. Randy doubled his wide leather belt and began to slap the woman's lily white butt cheeks, which reddened quickly. He didn't let up until Aunt Flea was crying and begging him to have mercy. The more she sobbed, the harder he hit her. His arm was really getting sore and tired, but he knew he had more to come as he pushed Flea off his knees and motioned for Mrs. Bedford to gtet across his knee. She complied, glaring silently at him with hatred. She tried to remain silent but it didn't take much before her saggy, scrawny ass was red as fire, bleeding slightly in a couple of spots.

"Bitch, you better eat more if this is gonna become an everyday event" Randy chuckled as he pushed her into the floor, sobbing. "You ain't got enough meat on the scrawny bones to take a beatin' without bleedin.And, Eliza, I want my aunt on a strict diet. That old bitch is too goddamned fat and lazy and I ain't havin' it. I was just thinkin' this mornin' how my Dopie and me pretty much took care of ourselves when we lived here. Aunt Flea wasn't really required to do nothin' at all and she had all the money she ever wanted and all the food she wanted, and a very nice room which she never contributed one red fuckin' cent to. Them days is over for the bitch. Now both of you stand up and turn around and show me them red asses."

The women were totally humiliated as they were forced to stand completely naked in front of the sheriff. Both women struggled to get out of the floor while trying desperately to cover their breasts and their bare pubic areas with their hands. Things got worse when he told them both to bend at the waist and spread their buttcheeks.

"That is absolutely not necessary!" Aunt Flea protested."No one has ever seen my most private place and it will not happen now! Not even my doctor has ever seen me in this position and I'll certainly not be doing it now for you, you miserable little fucker!"

Randy hit her a hard, stinging lick on the backside and she quickly complied. He had no desire to see their nasty asses, but he knew this was as humiliating as anything could be for these women.

"You two better keep those holes clean"the sheriff said. "If I can remember, I may bring something for you two to shove up in them holes while you're taking a beating. I'm sorry, Eliza, I hope my language isn't offending you."

"Not at all sheriff" Eliza said calmly. "I've lived in the world for a lot of years. Takes somethin' major to shock me."

"How are your new boarders working out?" the sheriff asked.

"Very nicely, sheriff" Eliza answered. "They're handsome boys and they couldn't be more polite to me. They're hearty eaters, all three, and they enjoy good food. All three of the boys are a joy to be around."

"They're fucking assholes" Mrs. Bedford said. "They never say please' or thank you' for anything. They are all nasty, arrogant men and you have your own aunt running a boarding house and bowing and scraping for a bunch of white trash. It's shameful."

"They are unfailingly polite to me" Eliza said.

"That's all that matters to me" the sheriff said with a smile. "Eliza, . If you have any problem at all, just let me know. What's shameful is the ass-beatin' you bitches are gonna get for your words when I get back here tonight"the sheriff said. "If I had time I'd do it right now but I gotta go deal with your bitch friend in the jail. Next time you talk to your dear old friend, the mayor's wife, you might want to give her a tip that her husband is probably fuckin' their underage daughter. Little Jenny was runnin' around almost naked last night, waving that little pretty blonde pussy all over the place. As I was leavin'she was takin' her daddy up to bed, offering to draw him a warm bath. Mama ain't mindin' the store and daughter's movin' in. I'm purty certain the girl's plannin' to snake some of that daddy dick."

"Language, Randy," Aunt Flea said as the sheriff and Eliza cackled at the naked women.

"Shut the fuck up, Flea!" Randy said. "you have no control over me or my son any more. You ahd it nice here. Ral nice, but you chose a cunt lapper klan woman over your family. There's a price for that and it's time to pay up. So just shut the fuck up. I don't even want to hear, your squeaky, fuckin' annoyin' goddamned voice. Now you cunts get them uniforms back on. Eliza, dear, please take their panties away. Your boarders may want to do a little pussy grabbin' although I can't imagine they'd want to catch either one of them pussies!"

Again, the sheriff laughed as he bid them all goodbye. He drove to the jail where things seemed quiet when he walked in. The deputy was removing breakfast dishes from the cell of the mayor's wife. Meals for prisoners were now being provided by the diner just down the street. Aunt Flea had previously done those meals but Randy had recently made the change.

"I brought you a sausage in a biscuit in case you ain't had breakfast" the sheriff told his deputy.

"Thank you. Randy" the deputy said. "I had some breakfast from the diner but I'll save it for later. I have to be honest. I shore do miss Aunt Flea's vittles. She's a fine cook."

"That she is" Randy agreed, "but she's also a vile, lying bitch. I never thought I'd be usin' those words about any relative of mine, especially Aunt Flea, but she's come under the power of that demon bitch Bedford. I barely recognize her It's nothin' but smart assed back talk from the old whore and I'm just sick of her bullshit..

The door opened and in came Nellie Walker, the pretty lady pharmacist. She went straight for Deputy Arney's desk, ignoring the sheriff completely.

"I brought you some breakfast, you poor, dear man" she said to the deputy, setting the foil-covered plate in front of him. "It's criminal the hours you've been required to work while everyone else is out doin' fun things. It's really shameful that you do all the work while those in charge get the big paychecks for playin and carousin'. Instead of arresting criminals, the powers in the town seem more interested in putting innocent citizens in jail."

"I realize your words is aimed at me, Miss Nellie," the sheriff said. "but it's bouncin' right off my back like water on a duck. You obviously don't know a thang you're talkin' about but just spoutin' nonsense. Of course that ain't nothin' new for you."

"Where is the mayor?" Nellie wanted to know. "When I talked to him last night, he said he'd be here bright and early to make sure you release his lovely wife. He was mad as a wet hen when I talked to him and he said he'd have your badge before this was all over and done."

"Mayor Dykes talks big, Miss Nellie" the sheriff said. "Most men with tiny peckers tend to do that. Talk big and act the bully at all times. When William and I saw Mayor Dykes last night, he was about to go to bed and get some sleep. He indicated he'd be takin little Jenny to Raleigh dress shoppin' this morning. As a matter of fact, when we left, Jenny was helping the mayor get undressed and drawin' him a hot bath. She was barely dressed in a skimpy little blue baby doll nighty that barely covered her at all and the mayor's little, stubby cock was causin' a little tent in his pants. You could see ever' hair on that girl's little blond cunt through them sheer panties she had on. It don't take a genius to figure out what happened in that house after I got gone."

"What are you talking about, sheriff?" the mayor's wife asked, her ears having perked up. "For your information, I'll be taking my daughter to Raleigh to find her a new gown for the Purity Ball as soon as my husband arrives to get me out of this awful place. My husband will be here at any minute to get me released from this rat-infested shithole. Any my daughter owns no bedclothes of the type you described."

"I thought it was a little big on her" the sheriff said. "I had a hunch it might have belonged to you for you to wear on some special night if you ever had a male visitor who wasn't your devoted husband."

Mabel Dykes looked terrified that the sheriff might spill more information and returned to sit on the cot in her cell, her head in her hands, crying quietly.

"Miss Nellie, I ain't real sure just what your game is right now but you're bein' uncommonly nice to my deputy. My take on you is that you rarely do somethin' for the benefit of others" the sheriff said. "Deputy, if I was you, I'd be mighty careful around this woman. I happen to think she's one of the sneakiest bitches in this town."

Nellie Walker stormed out of the place in a huff as the telephone rang. The deputy answered it and immediately got a panicked look on his face.

"That was Velma Sue's neighbor!" the deputy said in a panicky voice. "She says there's screams comin' from Velma Sue's house. She says it sounds like she's bein' murdered."

"Come on, I got the keys in my hand" the sheriff said as they ran out to the sheriff's car.

It only took about two minutes to pull up in front of Velma Sue's nice, modest two story home. Nothing looked troublesome, but as they got to the porch, they could hear a woman screaming.

"That's Velma Sue's voice" the deputy said. "We've got to bust the door down! My beloved is in trouble and I have to save her!"

"Not so fast, Arney" the sheriff said.

But Arney had already pushed the door open, knowing that Velma Sue never locked her doors. He ran up the stairs to the second floor, Randy on his heels. He flung open the door to what turned out to be Velma Sue's bedroom. Velma Sue was on her hands and knees on her bed with the Colonel on his knees behind her, shoving his big dick in and out of her pussy from behind. They didn't even realize Deputy Arney and Randy were there until Velma Sue finished what was obviously a very strong, screaming orgasm. Then the colonel pulled his thick, still-hard cock out of her and smiled t the men as he continued to stroke his hard meat using his left hand. His thick, hard cock still glistened with Velma Sue's juices.

"Greetings gentlemen," the colonel said with a smile showing his perfect white teeth. "What a nice surprise to have you both dropping in on us."

Velma Sue was scrambling to cover herself but all the bedclothes were on the floor or had been thrown onto other pieces of furniture in the room. She finally got up and grabbed a bed sheet which had been flung over the mirror. She wrapped herself in the sheet and sat back down on the bed.

"What in the world are you doing here?" she asked the officers.

"Well, I got a call from your neighbor" the deputy said. "She thought you were bein' raped or murdered or somethin'. She told me it sounded like you needed help immediately."

It was just beginning to sink in to the deputy that he and the sheriff had just walked in on his long-time girlfriend, the woman he had been planning to marry for years, getting thoroughly fucked by a handsome stranger.

"Sheriff, we have to arrest this man!" the deputy said. "He had to be rapin' you cause I know you'd never do nothin' like this. I know you too well, Velma Sue. You would never willingly do something of this nature. Sheriff, cuff this man. We need to arrest him and take him to jail immediately. He needs to be in Statesville prison before the sun goes down for the rape of not just a virgin, but a former Miss Gayberry."

"Arney, you'll do no such thing" Velma Sue said. "The Colonel is my husband. We got married Sunday after church. I know it's a shock but I love him. It was all very sudden but I haven't heard from you in a couple of weeks. You and I haven't been out – just the two of us - for almost seven weeks. Then when I heard that you'd been bragging about how you had me in your hip pocket. I didn't like that at all. A girl can only wait so long but I never knew things could happen like this. I love this man very much and it's like he's brought my entire being to life. I n ever knew my body could feel so good. Whathe does to me with his tongue and his fingers and his entire body just makes me want to sing!"

The still-naked and still-hard colonel sat on the bed beside her and started kissing his wife.

"Sorry my wife's kind of shy" the colonel said. "She's also the most beautiful woman I've ever met in my lfie and she's even more beautiful on the inside than she is on the outside. And the inside of her feels better than any woman I've ever been inside of. I've told her it's almost criminal to hide that beautiful body of hers away but she is a bit shy. Since she knows both of you guys, maybe she'd be comfortable with letting the two of us finish what we were doing when you burst in here. She has the most beautiful titties I've ever seen and I've seen and sucked and licked a whole lot of titties. And what a beautiful pussy she has. Mere words cannot describe it. I sure don't mind folks watching me fuck and I think my wife would enjoy it when she gets over being shy about her beautiful body. "

The Colonel and Velma Sue got a chuckle from that but Arney looked like he'd been slapped in the face.

"I'm sorry we busted in like this" the sheriff said. "We'll just leave now and I hope you'll accept our apologies. And I know I'd love to stay and watch you finish what you were doin' but we got too much goin' on down at the courthouse today."

"Randy, she's obviously lyin'" the deputy said. "This man must have threatened her somehow and she's afraid to tell the truth and tell us she was bein' raped. I know this woman, Randy. She has to be rescued."

"Arney, I hate to tell you but it's the truth" the sheriff told him. "I shoulda told you but I found out on Sunday when they came by to tell me he'd be movin' outta the room he had rented at my house. I just didn't know how to break it to you. I been askin' you if you had talked to her but you just kept puttin' me off. You get some blame here, deputy. You thought you had her in your hip pocket. You was wrong. She's married now and you need to move on. While I ain't the most experienced man in sexual matters, I do know the sounds Velma Sue was makin' while he was slammin' the fat, hard cock into her little pussy wasn't the sounds of a woman in distress. She was wantin' that fuckin', deputy. The colonel has marked that woman as his like a dog marks a patch of grass with his piss. She loves that fat dick and nothin' will ever change that now, buddy."

The colonel had left Velma Sue in the bedroom and followed the men downstairs, stil lnaked, his nice, uncut cock still slightly hard. Arney couldn't stand to look at the man who had defiled the love of his life so he went on out to the car.

"Sheriff, if I could have a quick word with you" the Colonel said. "I think I owe an apology and I don't know who to give it to. Velma Sue has told me that you had been keeping time with that lady pharmacist, Nellie Walker. I didn't know that when I fucked her after a pageant rehearsal. I was showering in my dressing room after a rehearsal when I felt a hand grip my pecker. I was horny from being around all that young pussy and all them cute boys all night and it felt mighty good. I lost my head and pulled her into the shower with me. She was already naked and it turned out she was just wanting to fuck me in an effort to bribe me to ride in the convertible in the parade with her. I didn't tell her till later that I had already promised to ride with Velma Sue and I ended up giving her a good fuck in the shower. The girl was crazy to have a dick inside of her. I realized that she was a virgin when I felt her cherry pop on my hard dick and any other time I wouldn't have done that. I can usually smell a cherry but I guess the fragrance of the shampoo threw me off and I didn't sniff that one out. I may be a lot of things but I am not a man who comes into a town to steal cherries. That has never been my style. I asked her if she was using any kind of birth controls and she said yes. I'm fairly sure that was a lie. I was in the drug store this afternoon and I could smell it on her. I'm sure she's pregnant and I'm afraid it must be my kid. I confessed it to Velma Sue earlier and she understands. She knows her friend will use people so she forgave me. I hope you can forgive me too."

"There's nothing to forgive on my end, Colonel" the sheriff said. "I know Nellie Walker ain't no lady and I cut off any relationship some time ago. She tried to grope my best buddy William to get him to vote for her in the pageant. Why, she'd have pulled his cock out right there in that drug store if he woulda let her do it. She's been tryin' to fondle my meat since the first time I drove her out to the duck pond. If I ever think it's fittin' for me to marry again, it will be a fine girl who's a virgin like Velma Sue, not some potty mouthed whore who gropes ever' dick she gets a chance to handle. She has a nasty mouth and I agree that she'll use pretty much anybody she can."

"Does she know she's pregnant yet?" the sheriff asked.

"I can't answer that" he said. "When I told my wife about it, she did some counting and she says the girl would've been really fertile at the time this happened. She says their time of the moon ran within one to two days of each other. If Velma Sue is right, she'd be running a little late to have her period a few days ago. She may be suspicious that she could be but I can't say for sure."

"I have a feelin' she at least suspects it" the sheriff said. "She's puttin' moves on my fuckin' squirrely deputy right now. She wouldn't be messin' with him if there wasn't some reason. To be honest, your wife is one of the most beautiful and the sweetest women ever in this town. I'm very happy for both of you. I could tell from the way she was screamin' earlier, that she's enjoyin' being fucked the way a girl is supposed to be fucked. I can assure you that the deputy could never have satisfied Velma Sue the way you are doing with his little green bean dick. She's a lucky woman and you're a very lucky man. I'm glad you landed in Gayberry, Col;onel, and I look forward to a long friendship between us."

"I assure you I'll keep that woman happy" he said. "Any woman who saves herself for almost thirty years deserves a good fuck as often as she wants it. I hope we can still be friends. I still remember how much you and your buddy William enjoyed watching me fuck that mayor's wife that night. I'm hoping I can loosen Velma Sue up enough to let folks watch us fuck after a while. I know she thinks the world of you, sheriff. Do you think you and your buddy William might be interested in watching us fuck some night?"

"Absolutely, Colonel" the sheriff said. "I couldn't be happier for both of you and I mean that from the deepest parts of my heart."

"Thank you" the colonel said as they shook hands warmly.

As soon as he was back in the car, the deputy started in having a pity party for himself.

"I just can't believe Velma Sue done that to me" he said. "She was the love of my life and I always knew we'd be married and she'd be the mother of my children. Now even when they break up, she's been defiled and won't be worthy of a good, decent man. No decent man is ever gonna marry a woman without havin' her examined for proof she ain't had a dick inside her. It ain't decent."

"Shut the fuck up, Arney" the sheriff said. "If you think I'm gonna listen to your goddamn whining, you got another thought comin'. You fuckin' brought this on yourself. Talkin' about you had her in your hip pocket and ignorin' her while you was always flirtin' with that whore over at the diner. That day you had Homer drive Velma Sue over to Mount Pilot because you was too bush, they got to talkin' in Homer's truck. He let it slip about you sayin' you had her in your hip pocket. He didn't mean to do no harm but it just slipped out and he couldn't take it back. That really upset her and I think that's when she started thinkin' maybe she needed to start lookiin' elsewhere. This ain't Velma Sue's fault at all. You didn't take care of business and another man did. Too bad for you that the man who moved in on her is a champion cocksman with a really remarkable piece of meat between his fuckin' hairy legs. Did you hear that girl screamin' while he was dickin' her? She didn't even know we was in the world till she finished that climax. They musta been fuckin' like that all night. William and me got to watch the Colonel fuckin' the mayor's wife one night over at my house. That man is a fuck master who really knows how to fuck a woman. Once a woman's had that cock, she can't go back to no other men. That's the way of the world. The fuckmaster always gets the women he wants."

Deputy Arney sobbed all the way back to the jail. When they arrived, the sheriff sent him to the back room to dry his tears and wash his face.

"What's done is done" the sheriff said. "Dry that shit up or take off that badge and get the fuck out of here for good!"

"But Randy," Arney said. "I got nothin' at all left now. My job is the only thing I got to live for. If I wasn'tt a deputy I'd just be nobody."

He went into the back room to clean up and try to compose himself. Randy had just poured himself a cup of coffee when Folly, the owner of the town's service station burst in the door.

"Sheriff Gaylor, you've got to do somethin'! the man was shouting. "You have to arrest him or somethin'. I just know I can't let him just walk out on me like this. It ain't fair and the whole damn town will fall apart if he leaves. "

The deputy had come out of the back room to see what all the commotion was about.

"Simmer down, Folly," the sheriff said. "You ain't makin' a lick of sense with all your hollerin'. You need to sit down here and tell me what your problem is. Who's leavin' and where in the fuck are they goin'?"

"It's Homer, sheriff!" the man said. "You know how he sang for that damned pageant last week! Well, he had a lot of rehearsals and missed a lot of time at the gas station. I could handle the gas pumpin' and his cousin Peanut can help me out with that and the mechanic work. The problem as that I had a lot of mad customers who came to get their blowjobs. You know that glory hole gets more action than anywhere else in this fuckin' county. Homer's been there since I hired him back when he was in high school. I gave him the back room at the station to live in and even bought a new hot plate for him when his own paw caught him suckin' off one of his cousins and throwed him out of the house! He's a fixture in this town. And now that Sergeant Farter has talked the boy into goin' off and joinin' the Marines. He says he's leavin' in the mornin' and he's left work already. He's with that goddamned sergeant and some of his suck buddies over at the Butter Cup Motel. What am I supposed to do? You know the drill. You drive up and hit your horn and Homer'll be there in a couple of minutes. You get your dick out, stroke it afew times and Homer does the rest. It's a fuckin' Gayberry tradition! Why most of the men in this town have all got their first blow jobs at that hole. Their daddies brung `em when they sprouted their first hairs. This is terrible! Just terrible!"

"I know all that, Folly" Randy said. "Don't forget I grew up here too. Can't Peanut take over for him? I know he's sucked some dick in the past. Why can't he just take that duty over too?"

"Cause he's refusin'" Folly said. "He said he don't like suckin' dick and it's just somethin' he done to help out his cousin. He says he'll quit if he has to do that regular. He says he'll suck two or three a day but that's his limit. He says he'll leave and go get a job in Mount Airy if he has to suck more dicks than that. He's done sucked two today and he's refusin' to suck another one. Why is this shit happenin' to me?"

"Calm down, Folly," the sheriff said. "As I see it, we got two problems here. First, we got to get somebody up to your place to suck dicks so we don't have a whole lot of pissed off men getting' unruly and a line of cars at your place sittin' on their horns. The second thing is to sit down and talk to Homer and try to make him see that he doesn't really want to be a Marine. That boy will never make it in the Marine Corps. He's way too soft for them."

"I know that, Randy, but I couldn't talk no sense into him."

"I can solve the first problem" the sheriff said. "Deputy, get the keys to the squad car. We need to follow Folly back to the service station."

"Ten four" the deputy said, saluting the sheriff.

They followed the service station owner to his place of business. Randy had been driving the car and when they arrived, he told the deputy to get out and go take care of things. At first Arney didn't understand. Then it dawned on him what the sheriff was suggesting.

"Oh no, Randy," the deputy said. "You know I ain't like that. I ain't never done nothin' like that and it goes against my beliefs. I ain't a cocksucker. Never have been and never will be. I ain't suckin' dicks at that glory hole."

"I know you ain't the best cocksucker around but practice will make perfect" the sheriff said. "And if I hear of you not cooperatin' or givin' anybody flack or of one of your teeth scraping a customer's dick, I promise you I'll take a pair of pliers and pull out every fuckin' tooth in your head. Then I'll take that badge away from you and black ball you with ever' sheriff's office in this fuckin' state. It's time to man up, deputy! Now get your ass in there and start takin' care of the men of Gayberry."

But, Randy, you know..."

"Shut the fuck up, deputy!" the sheriff said. "You will get your ass in that bathroom right now and sit down on that toilet or you can just take that fuckin' badge off right now and hand it to me."

The deputy was crying now, begging not to be made to do suck off men at the glory hole.

"Like you said earlier, Arney," the sheriff said. "Being a deputy in this town is the only thing you got going for you. If you lose that, you got nothin'. You better get your ass int here and get ready to become one of the best cocksuckers around. I'll start right away tyrin' to find a replacement but for now you're this town's cocksucker. So get in there and get to suckin'!"

"But what about my duties at the jail" the deputy asked. "There's only the two of us and we got our hands full as it is."

"I realize we're stretched a little thin" Randy said. "The truth is that not too long ago I couldn't have spared you but now that I have William helpin' out with things, we can make it work. Your first priority will be to suck enough cock to keep the men of Gayberry happy."

"Why don't you send your precious buddy William up here to suck dick?" Arney asked sarcastically.

"Do you know what you're saying, deputy?" the sheriff asked. "William Walker is heading up the governor's elite task force on corruption for the whole state. He's certainly too busy and too important to be suckin' dick all day in a service station's men's room. And don't forget to thank the men after you suck `em. Now get the fuck out of this car and get to suckin'!"

The deputy had no further arguments as he left the car, headed into the standalone toilet. The deputy knew it was useless to argue with the sheriff when he made his mind up about something and he desperately wanted to keep his badge and his job. As the sheriff pulled away, he saw a couple of boys from the high school pull in. He heard them toot their horn and jump out of the car, heading into the men's room. Randy was tempted to go back and check out what the handsome teens had in their pants, but he knew he had work to do so he went along on his way. When he got to the Butter Cup Motel, the clerk recognized him and gave him a key to Sergeant Farter's room with no objections.

"Sounds like they been havin' a good time in that room last night and this mornin'" the clerk said. "I already had several complaints. Some folks just don't want nobody havin'no fun."

"That's the truth, son" the sheriff responded. "There's a new cocksucker up at Folly's service station. He's kind of new but he wants all the dick he can get. You might try to make it by and unload some cream for him. I know he'd appreciate it."

"Yes, sir, thank you for the tip, sheriff" the fellow said. "I'll stop in on my way home and feed him a load."

When Randy got close to the room, he could year the noise of men having a good time. Instead of using the key, he tapped on the door and it was opened immediately by a handsome, naked marine with a hard dick jutting out in front of him.

"Why, looky here!" Homer said in his twangy voice. "It's my good friend Sheriff Gaylor! Come on in here, sheriff. We're havin' the best time. All these felers is so nice and they're gonna make me a Marine."

Homer was laid out on the bed on his tummy, buck naked, his hairy legs and hairy ass cheeks totally exposed. The man Randy recognized as Sergeant Farter was sitting at the head of the bed, leaning back on the headboard, his legs spread wide and Homer licking his big nuts.

"Pleased to meet you a gain" the sergeant said. "I remember meetin' you at that fancy pool cocktail party the night before the pageant. I was here all week staying with Mr. Churchill and Mr. Blount. They're old buddies of mine and I provided the Marines for the pageant this year. Things didn't work out too well and that's what brought all this about."

"What do you mean, Sergeant?," the sheriff asked.

Sergeant Farter seemed not to mind at al the sheriff observing him getting his dick sucked by another man. He was a short man who appeared very masculine, with heavily muscled legs and a thick, average-sized dick which was rock hard and feeding Homer plenty of pre-cum.

"Well, the Marines I brought got a little too fresh with some of the girls" the officer said. "When Michael walked into a bathroom and caught one of `em with an underage contestant, that was the last straw. He confined them all to the plantation. He told me I needed to take control of my men and harness their sex drives. Marines are known for their hard dicks so it made sense. When he showed me the glory hole in the theatre at the school, he suggested I do something like that for my platoon. Then he took me over to Folly's and had Homer demonstrate his talents for me. The boy can do a lot more than just sing. I've had some blowjobs in my time from women and from men, but Homer's about as good as any I've ever had. The boy knows his way around a hard dick and a full set of nuts."

"Why, thank you, Sergeant" Homer said, taking his mouth off the Sergeant's fat,cut tool only long enough to speak. Homer was working his magic on the sergeant's fat, circumcised dick with a head the size of a small tomato. The sergeant was not a tall man, just a little over 5'4' but he had a really nice dick and a big pair of balls covered in light brown hair. The other Marines were just sitting around in chairs, watching the action on the bed and casually stroking their meat. One was looking at a nasty magazine with a woman spreading her legs and fingering her bare cunt.

"Eat that hole, Homer" the sergeant said. "Get that tongue up in there. Oh fuck, yeah, that's it, kid. That's the way to eat Marine asshole."

Homer lapped harder at the hole. Sergeant Farter now had his legs in the air and spread wide giving Homer access to his very hairy hole. "Now, go real easy and stick one of your fingers up in there. Not too fast, boy, just nice and easy. There you go."

The sergeant moaned as Homer eased his index finger into his hole. One of the Marines observing the action moved in closer to watch.

"He's got some things to learn" the Marine said "but the boy's a quick learner. Sarge just taught him how to do a prostate massage this morning. He's already doin' it on his own now."

"Isn't this irregular – for a sergeant to be arrangin' a cocksucker for his troops?" the sheriff asked the Marine.

"You mean a sergeant setting up a satisfier for his platoon?" the Marine chuckled. "Not at all. It's a tradition as old as the corps itself. A good sergeant does whatever it takes to keep the morale good in his unit. One of the most important things he can do is to provide a good cocksucker right in the barracks to be available for the troops at all times. You'd be amazed at how many fewer discipline problems occur in a platoon with a sharp sergeant and a good cocksucker. Legend has it they used to use women for the job. They'd sneak `em in once or twice a week and she'd service the whole platoon. But word is that became a problem with the women getting' attached and causin' fights between the men. That became a problem more than a solution. Plus the fact the women was wantin' to get their pussies fucked and they started spreading some diseases. That didn't go over well with the brass."

Homer was fingerfucking the sarge with two fingers now as Sergeant Farter thrust his fat cock in and out of the mouth. Homer's juices were running down the Marine's fat nuts and then the sheriff saw the soldier grab Homer's head. He knew what that meant and he knew Homer could take the thick military meat being rammed down his throat.

"Don't move, Homer, don't move a motherfucking inch" the sergeant muttered as he held the man's head completely still on his now hypersensitive cock. He finally released the boy's head and another enlisted man took his place on the bed beside the sergeant, his cock already hard and waiting for Homer's mouth.

"Don't be greedy, private," the sergeant barked t the enlisted man. "The sheriff here may want a going-away blow from our Homer. How about it, sheriff?"

"I'd like that a lot but I'm afraid I'm on duty and I've got a lot to get done" Randy said. "I'm afraid my deputy was the only mouth I could find to replace Homer at least for now."

Gawlay!" Homer said, even as he began to lick the enlisted man's full nut sac. "I know old Arney hates that. Tell him I'm sorry but I really ain't. I never been so happy as I am right now. All these boys is so clean and grateful for me suckin' their dicks. Why, the Marine Corps is a cocksucker's dream. I'm afraid if I was to pinch myself, I might wake up."

Homer got back to business on the enlisted man's hard, uncut cock.

"I think the boy'll be fine" the sergeant said as he toweled off his half-hard cock. "He'll have all the straight young cock he wants and that boy has an appetite for the dick. Of course I had to lie a little bit. He'll have to take it up the ass from time to time when we have officers visiting the base. But don't worry. My specialty is breaking in boys who ain't had a lot of experience with buuttsex before. I promise you I'll break him in easy and have him lovin' a cock in his hole before long."

"As a man who just learned the joys of taking a hard dick in his hole, I must say I envy young Homer, sergeant." The sheriff said as they shook hands and parted with the sergeant eyeing the sheriff's crotch bulge and inviting him to come up and visit any time. "I'll take care of your boy and that's a goddamned promise!"