“You want to find a new shoe shine pitch?” the Sheriff asked. Free Porn “Gee that poor bastard must have been desperate,” Dolly whispered to herself. “Maybe you could send the suspects around my place?” she asked hopefully. “A month maybe?” the Sheriff suggested. Erasmus stood up, “Gee.” he said and just about collapsed into a chair. “The hell she ain’t she must be twenty four if she’s a day!” Madam insisted. “The hell she ain’t she must be twenty four if she’s a day!” Madam insisted. “Well you sure ain’t,” Dolly countered with a sneer. Sheriff John McLoud lounged in his office chair, his hat tipped forward over his forehead as protection from the harsh sun light, his hand resting on his gun as was his habit. “You want to fuck the widow so she feels what a twelve inch cock feels like?” he asked. “She’s a kid.” he sighed. “It damned well must have been!” the Sheriff agreed, “So lets round up the Negroes, do an identity check.”
“Why Negroes, you racist or something?” Jake asked.
