I got to shoot Shame's gun today. He took me to the furthest corner of our property so that pa wouldn't hear the gunshots. It made me feel ten feet tall to shoot such a powerful weapon. I was awkward, but in Shame's hands, it was an extension of his body. Afterwards, Shame ruffled my hair and we rode back to the house. Shame's presence made me feel safe, safer then I did with pa. Bodie's men definitely left us alone whenever Shame was around.
"Run along now boy, I got work to do," said Shame mussing my hair with his big hand.
"Aw, alright," I said kicking the dirt as I handed him back the revolver.
Reluctantly, I began the long walk back home. I passed my sister on the way. She was in one of her moods and ignored me.
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Shame looked up at the hot sun and grinned. It was bath time. He hopped on his horse and galloped along the edge of the property towards the spring. As he approached the spring, he dismounted and led his horse through the bush.
Mary was just lowering herself into the spring. The young girl was a vision. She was the spitting image of her mother only twenty years younger. Mary's skin was unmarred and tanner then her mother's, from her excursions to the watering hole. Her breasts were nearly as large as Hetty's already. They were big and proud with long, upthrust nipples. Her bush was as blonde as her hair, but Shame already knew this, he had been watching her for a week.
Shame watched her for an hour. The girl liked to swim and wash her hair. After bathing, she would lie nude in the sun and let her hair dry. Once, Shame had even watched her experiment with touching herself.
The girl was just emerging from the spring when the cowboy walked out of the bushes. He was leading his horse, another mounted cowboy followed him.
Mary screamed when she saw them. The walking cowboy moved swiftly, grabbing Mary around the waist. "Whoa, lookie here at this pretty filly," he said pawing at her breasts.
"Save some for me, Slim," said the mounted cowboy. Slim was straining to hold the struggling girl while he fumbled at his trousers. He had just freed his erect, dirty penis when the slippery, wet girl wiggled free and dived in the water.
Shame was out of the bushes in seconds. He grabbed the mounted cowboys boot and heaved him over the side of the horse. Slim was just realizing he was in danger as Shame's fist slammed into his face. The cowboy fell back, tripped over his trousers and fell into the spring. The other cowboy was getting off the ground in time to get Shame's boot in his face.
Shame returned to Slim as the man was trying to lift himself up out of the water. Shame placed his boot on the man's back and pushed him back down in the water. He held slim under for about half a minute before picking the man up and heaving him over towards his partner.
"Get the fuck off this land," said Shame standing between the cowboys and Mary.
The other cowboy went for his gun while Slim tried to pull his pants up. The cowboy's gun hadn't even left the holster when he saw the black man's revolver pointed at him. He froze and moved his hand away from his gun.
"If I see you two assholes anywhere around here again, I'll kill you."
The cowboys were red-faced as they mounted their horses. Slim spit in Shame's direction and rode off.
Mary flew out of the water and into Shame's arms as soon as they were gone. She clung to him, shivering with fear as she cried into his chest.
Shame holstered his gun and wrapped his arms around the scared naked girl. He held her like that for close to an hour before she had calmed down. "Thank god, you came along when you did," said Mary finally letting him go. She seemed suddenly conscious of her nudity.
"I was just riding along the property line when I heard you scream," he lied. "Are you hurt?"
"I don't think so," said Mary blushing as she backed up. She held an arm across her breasts to hide them.
"I've got to make sure you're ok," said Shame grabbing the startled girl.
She gasped as he pulled her arm down. Shame caressed her big left breasts, his fingers twirling the nipple between them. "Does this hurt?" he asked smirking as the nipple turned rock hard.
"N-no," she stuttered.
"How about this?" he asked moving on to her other breast. She shook her head and he turned her sideways, running one hand down her slim, flat belly and the other down her back. "Any bruises here?"
"N-no sir," she replied breathing heavily.
Shame kneeled as one hand slid over her bush and the other grabbed an ass cheek. "You look fine," he said. His skillful finger slipped between her thighs and along her slit. She jumped as the tip of his finger slipped into her pussy. Soon his dry finger was wet as her juices started flowing.
"Any pain here?" asked Shame.
"N-none sir," said Mary. She was moaning and her hips were starting to thrust forward into his finger.
"Then you appear fine," said Shame. He stood up and turned around so that she could get dressed.
Mary stared wide eyed at Shame's back. She was panting and her entire body felt alive. She wanted his finger back, but the girl just bent over to get dressed.
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I never saw such a hubbub as when Shame rode up to the house with Mary sitting before him, crying into his chest. Mother went into hysterics when she heard about Mary and she escorted my sister upstairs to her room. Pa seemed to fight a great conflict within himself. He would stare at the rifles in their case then shake his head. His hands were shaking.
"I'm a man of god Shame," said Pa. "I can't harm my fellow man, though forgive me lord, but if I had been there...."
Pa put his head into his hands and started to cry himself. I had never seen pa cry and it frightened me. Shame would never cry.
"Don't worry Elijah," said Shame. "as long as I'm here, your family is safe."
"Thank you, sir," said pa getting up to shake Shame's hand. "Shame, I owe you a debt of gratitude, whatever I own is yours if you name it."
