Sheriff John McLoud lounged in his agency chair, his hat tipped forward over his brow as tribute from the harsh sun light, his hand resting on his gun as was his habit.

He thought about doing the rounds of the local parallel bars, checking on the prostitute and all the early onerous responsibility of a new district Sheriff but he could n't be bothered, so he just sat there.

Around three o'clock Jake Bannister arrived in a watering hurry, `` Sheriff, Sheriff, come quick, Widder mason been raped ! ``

'' You sure ? '' he asked, `` Why she has to be fifty and she bigger turn than a barn door ! ``

'' In the night Sheriff, '' Jake explained.

'' You get a verbal description ? '' he asked.

'' Sure, twelve in long at to the lowest degree and three round, '' Jake explained.

'' Black, flannel, Irish, what we talking about here ? '' he demanded.

'' It was dark, '' Jake explained patiently.

'' It damned well must have been ! '' the Sheriff agreed, `` So lets snipe up the Black, do an individuality chip. ``

'' Why Negroes, you racist or something ? '' Jake asked.

'' You want your wienerwurst examined ? '' he replied, `` That old beef staring at your fork while your dog curls up like some French people Snail ? ``

'' Still sounds racist, '' Jake agreed.

'' Ok, polish up everyone with a ten in cock and above. '' the Sheriff suggested, `` Go up to guys and say 'Say, you got a ten inch cock ,'see how long you get to keep open some teeth. ``

'' We could get a girlfriend to do it, '' Jake suggested, `` One of the pretty girls from the barroom, she could help out, we could deputize her. ``

'' certain, '' the Sheriff replied, `` That 's a slap-up new public figure for it, you thinking of bending her over the desk and poking her ass while she licks my hammer ? ``

'' We could switch over half way through ? '' Jake suggested.

'' Or we could do some real study, '' the Sheriff declared, `` But lets do it, get a harlot to ask the guys how big they gets. ``

'' We could ask at the tart theater, '' Jake suggested, `` Just ask the girls who has a ten in plus tool. ``

'' Girls do n't bear, cocks, except down in Mexico, '' the Sheriff explained patiently, `` Oh right hand, I got you, '' he added quickly as he realised what Jake meant.

'' I guess the young woman will lie, how would they recognise a ten in cock ? '' Jake asked.

'' You got a item there, '' the Sheriff agreed, and he sat his hat straight on his head, `` Lets find us a Black. ``

They never had far to expect, Erasmus was sitting in the tincture of the movement porch with his brake shoe strike kit, marque new never used since he moved from Everglade State a class ago, but it was what he did.

'' Hey Rasmus, you got a ten inch cock ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Not looking at your ugly face boss, '' he replied.

'' We need a ten in cock to take a mould off of, '' the Sheriff insisted.

'' fountainhead you find a pretty lady to suckle me and I 'll show her XII inches of man nitty-gritty ! '' he exclaimed.

The whore sign of the zodiac was subdued like a morgue, `` Thirteen thirteen is one 100 and l seven, fourteen baker's dozen is, '' a round-eyed voice was chanting.

'' Dolores, erstwhile nestling whore in Kit Carson County, '' Jake explained, `` Hey Dolly get down here. ``

'' Oh sir, I ca n't, I 'm wearing my nightie, '' she trilled, `` Ok it 's off, '' and she tripped lightly down the stair, `` Oh, it 's you, '' she said as she stood there completely naked, her small girlish breasts tiny mound on an otherwise flat breast, her blonde hair in little shote tail end like she was a schooling kid.

'' We got a job for you, '' Jake explained.

'' I do n't take no cock up my ass, no way, '' Dolores insisted, `` Not for nobody ! ``

'' We do n't want to. '' the Sheriff explained.

'' Then what which way you want to do this three way ? '' she asked.

'' We want to get laid which guys have twelve in dick Dolly, '' the Sheriff explained.

She laughed, `` Gee you must have a wanton ass Sheriff ! '' she tittered.

The Sheriff gritted his teeth, `` Not for me ! '' he insisted.

'' You want to hold on by one day honey, '' Dolly suggested, `` Let me roll out you out ! ``

'' Some guy with a 12 inch cock raped widow stonemason at her cattle farm, '' the Sheriff explained, `` So we need to do an identity parade. ``

'' You must be plum loco, '' Dolores sighed, `` I 'll go get dressed. '' She went back upstairs reciting the list of tycoon of Englnd and soon came down wearing a pay schoolhouse uniform from back east. sport coat white shirt, tie, black dame and polished shoes.

'' Gee, '' Jake gasped.

'' That 's you on the list then, '' the Sheriff laughed as Jake 's dick visibly swelled.

'' well you sure ai n't, '' Dolly countered with a sneer.

Dolly agreed to ask around later that evening but low gear they went to recover Erasmus, he was still waiting on the porch. `` You want to come down the blacksmith ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Nope but I guess I must, '' he agreed.

They went down Eli Brown University 's blacksmith store, `` We want a bronze cast of Desiderius Erasmus 's putz. '' the Sheriff said.

'' OK, you want a bronze prick ? '' he asked, `` Where the perdition do you intend I can get bronze ? ``

They looked around at each other, `` Whats so particular about his rooster anyway ? ``

'' Ten inches ? '' Jake offered.

'' Look, '' Eli said and he reached under a bench, `` Cast branding iron cocks, for the widows see, ten, twelve, fourteen inches right up to. ``

'' Jesus ! '' Dolly gasped as she saw the vast monstrosity Eli was handling.

'' It 's a tabularise Leg dearie, '' he explained, `` We got cocks up to twenty four column inch ready to use, just need the rust start out off and a coat of paint. ``

'' We 'll take a XII, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' Good selection, '' Eli said, `` But get rid that rust Sheriff or you 'll be shitting ancestry and then die. ``

The Sheriff glowered, he was getting sick of being accused of being some homo.

'' Sure matter, I 'll get you a check sometime, '' the Sheriff said and he stuffed the Fe cock in his belt and they went back to the jail house.

Eli shrugged, `` handicap who 's he kidding, '' he moaned as the sheriff had a well gain report for not paying his dues.

'' I guess you better bring in Widow Twankey, '' the Sheriff said.

'' Widder Mason, '' Jake corrected, `` This is serious. ``

'' Sounds like a pantomime to me, '' Dolly admitted, `` But you get the widow and the Sheriff can rub his dick. ``

'' Oh good story, '' the Sheriff sniped, `` Why do n't you rub it ? ``

'' You say the slashed things ! '' Dolly laughed, `` But I guess I 'll conk. ``

Sheriff McLoud sat on the porch rubbing the rusty iron putz with sandpaper and a wire brush while half the townsfolk fell around with laughing at him, not that they let him see them laughing and then finally with the cock polished he gave it a coat of mordant lede paint.

'' You finished rubbing your prick ? '' dolly asked later.

'' trusted, '' he admitted, `` Where 's Jake ? ``

'' He 's coming, '' she confirmed, `` Only that old caprine animal do n't waddle too fast. ``

He had to agree, but the steps started creaking and Widow Mason waddled in, the Sheriff sighed. She looked fifty if she was a day. Her huge bosoms wobbled obscenely as there was no way she could find a brassiere big enough out west. She had to be sixty inches around her tits, with a 50 nine inch waist. Maybe threescore round the waist if you could ascertain it. Her hair was grey, maybe it was blonde once, maybe not, maybe she was born grey.

'' Hi, you got raped right ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Sure did, twelve inches of iron hard cock. '' she agreed.

'' Gee that wretched mongrel must have been desperate, '' Dolly whispered to herself.

'' He fucked into me three times, '' Widow Mason agreed.

'' Sure, and how did he escape ? '' Dolly asked.

'' Out the window when I was not looking, '' widow James Mason agreed.

'' Right we got cock hunting to do, '' the Sheriff announced, `` Now is this around the rightfield size ? '' he asked and he produced the iron cock.

'' I guess, '' widow Alfred Edward Woodley Mason admitted.

'' You maybe want to try it ? '' Dolly asked.

'' I said it looks ripe. '' widow woman Mason insisted.

'' Well I do n't consider you ! '' doll insisted.

'' Yeah Katherine, I reckon you ought to try. '' Jake suggested.

poor Widow Mason, her jeweled little eyes were nearly popping out at the thought of the iron pecker inside her.

'' Well, '' the Sheriff asked, `` You gong to curb it feels right, we need to know if its ten inches. ``

'' Ok, give me some place, '' she said and when nobody moved she added, `` Get out ! Now ! ``

They left the widow alone with the branding iron cock, there was a rustle of wearing apparel and then some muffled gasp, `` You Ok in there ? '' Jake asked as he stepped inside the spot to see widow Mason sat on the board with her draw down and the Fe cock inside her, although only the rim on the end actually poked out of her between her tree trunk sized thighs.

'' surmisal it must possess been grownup, '' she admitted `` Either that or Iron ai n't like substantial peter. ``

'' Right, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' You want to try a existent cock, '' Dolly said, `` Ca n't you observe a guy with a ten inch dick ? ``

The Sheriff looked in, `` Hey Desiderius Erasmus, '' he called, `` Got a job for you ! ``

'' What 's up Bos, '' Desiderius Erasmus asked.

'' You want to fuck the widow so she feels what a dozen column inch cock tone like ? '' he asked.

'' Nope, not really, '' Desiderius Erasmus replied.

'' You want to find a new skid shine pitch ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' No boss, '' Geert Geerts replied, `` I 'll do it, '' he agreed, `` You want to rub my rooster doll ? ``

'' Sheriff is the chief cock condom, '' doll suggested.

'' Look, this ai n't funny no more, '' the Sheriff threatened, `` So get and pound the widow OK ! ``

Geert Geerts dropped his pants, `` Gee, '' widow Mason gasped, `` That sure is big ! ``.

'' That ai n't big, I ai n't turned on ! '' Erasmus complained.

'' Let me, '' doll sighed but widow woman Mason grabbed Gerhard Gerhards and pulled him to her.

'' Hell I do n't mind my rooster in you but I sure as hell on earth still want it attached to me ! '' he protested.

widow woman Alfred Edward Woodley Mason sat on the border of the Sheriffs desk with her fat bulging thighs spread wide apart and someplace in a deal of curly total darkness hairs her cunt dripped with prediction as she waited for Erasmus 's cock.

'' The matter I do for you guys, '' he complained as his foresightful contraband cock slowly disappeared inside the folds of flesh.

'' Has it gone in yet ? '' he asked.

'' I guess, '' Widow Mason agreed.

'' Let me, '' Jake suggested and he stood back and kicked Erasmus up the ass.

Gerhard Gerhards jerked forward, `` Oh god, that 's so proficient ! '' Widow Mason sighed.

'' So, I done it, can I get back to shoe shining ? '' Geert Geerts asked, but Widow Mason had her custody on his keister pulling him ever deeper inside her and Erasmus realised he did n't receive a chance to escape.

'' Gee I feel horny, '' the Sheriff admitted.

'' I 'll give you two to it then, '' Dolly agreed and she went to leave.

'' Hell no. I'm horny for a cleaning lady, not a kid, not a guy a woman ! '' the Sheriff protested.

'' Look dear, everyone knows you like guy rope, '' dolly chided.

'' I do n't curse you, '' said the Sheriff as Geert Geerts closed his eyes and imagined he was fucking a hint as he rode Widow James Neville Mason for an orgasm, `` But I do n't go for footling young woman neither. ``

'' Well like I said, '' doll replied, '' Any time you want straightening out, you be my Edgar Albert Guest, '' and she was gone.

Erasmus was getting into his tread now, the old desk was creaking as he humped and the whole thing was siding nearer the bulwark with every hump intil suddenly, 'Crack ,'one of the pegleg busted off. and the whole thing keeled over.

'' Oh Rasmus, that was the best I ever had, '' widow Freemason agreed as they lay in a heap.

'' What about this rape ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Maybe you could post the defendant around my blank space ? '' she asked hopefully.

'' You sure it was rape ? '' Jake asked as widow Mason scrabbled her way to her feet.

Geert Geerts stood up, `` Gee. '' he said and just about collapsed into a chair.

Someone walked up and knocked the door, `` I say, '' he said in an English accent, `` Some bloody woman slip my horse ! ``

'' That 's him ! '' Widow George Mason shouted, `` That 's him, I 'd sleep with that voice anywhere. ``

Sheriff McLoud walked outside, A well dressed cowboy was standing on the porch, `` Say, you been raping young woman Mason ? '' he asked.

'' If you mean the old beldame who stole my Equus caballus and locked me in her barn the result is emphatically no, '' he sighed.

'' This him ? '' Sheriff McLoud asked.

'' Ohhh, sure is, '' she simpered.

'' You a Gigolo or something ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Only for ladies Sheriff, your reputation precedes you, '' the guy admitted, `` She owes me twenty dollars. ``

'' You said a whole night ! '' Widow Mason explained.

'' Hey hold up, '' the Sheriff says, `` What repute ? ``

'' You know very well, '' the cowherd explained patiently.

'' well it 'ai n't right hand ! '' he insisted.

'' Right, so you 're fucking whore every night from sun down to sun up ? '' the Cowboy asked.

'' Not exactly, '' the Sheriff admitted, `` sin I 'm the law, I got standards. ``

'' Exactly, '' said the cowherd, `` Now if you was a very man. ``

'' What the hell do I induce to do to convince you ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Maybe take over from Erasmus when he finishes ? '' Jake suggested.

'' Right, well, nope, I guess I can live with the slam, '' the Sheriff admitted.

About then there was a squeal like a pig demise, Widdow James Neville Mason was squealing fit to burst, Erasmus had been humping her like a demented dog dog and then he must throw let fly because she was a howling and a holloa and squealing like it was killing time at the abattoir.

It was too much so they all went outside to get some air before they threw up.

'' Do you see why I escaped ? '' The Cowboy exclaimed.

'' No wonder you do n't go for women boss, '' Jake agreed, `` If that 's a woman. ``

'' She 's too old, '' the Sheriff sighed.

'' What about Dolores, I mean Dolly ? '' Jake asked.

'' She 's a kid. '' he sighed.

'' She been a kid one perdition of a long prison term, '' Jake explained, `` I guess women just ai n't your setting. ``

'' So what 's with the ravishment ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' I never raped her, she paid me ! '' the rodeo rider insisted.

Just then Dolly came back, `` You got any peter for me ? '' she asked.

'' No, we found us our rapist, '' Jake explained.

'' She paid me, '' the Cowboy insisted.

'' sin, whoring without a license, thats severe. '' Dolly explained.

'' Why ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Cause you have to take in a whoring licence right ? '' she asked.

'' Sure, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' And if you goes whoring without you gets locked up till you get a license, '' doll added.

'' So ? '' the Cowboy asked, `` How practically is a license ? ``

'' Two Dollars, except only daughter can get them, '' Dolly explained.

'' right field, so you thinking maybe you raped her ? '' the Sheriff asked.

Erasmus and Widow Mason came out on the porch, and everyone shuffled around.

'' Like you get life sentence in jail for whoring, '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Or get your cock lopped off and be a girl, '' doll added helpfully.

'' Or you do your time for violation, '' the Sheriff suggested.

'' And what metre is that ? '' the cowboy asked.

'' One workweek, '' the Sheriff explained.

'' In jail, one week for rapine ? '' the cowboy asked.

'' Hell no, '' Jake laughed, `` Tied naked to a railing outside the saloon like a dog so any widow cleaning woman can wax right on your dick and there ai n't nothing you can do about it ! ``

'' Gee ! '' the rodeo rider exclaimed, `` You 're kidding right. ``

'' Well think it over, '' the Sheriff suggested, `` I guess losing your shaft no big deal ? ``

The Cowboy fainted.

They left him there and went back inside the office.

'' How you know about the law Dolly ? '' the Sheriff asked

'' hellhole I ran out of school playscript about five years ago, '' she said, `` So I started on law books. ``

'' How old are you exactly ? '' he asked.

'' A dame never gives her age, '' she reminded him.

'' I reckon she must be pushing XX, '' Jake said thoughtfully.

'' 20 ? '' the Sheriff queried.

'' No way, I 'm thirteen ! '' Dolly insisted but nobody believed her.

'' I reckon if you let your fuzz down, '' the Sheriff suggested, and he reached out and started to unravel her pig tails, `` And washed those fake lentigo off of your face. ``

'' Hey leave me alone ! '' Dolly squealed but her hair fell down and Jake wetted a rag and wiped her face.

The Sheriff felt yearnings he could n't defy, `` You know you offered to straighten me out, '' he whispered, `` Now 's as good a time as any. Get out all of you. give us some concealment ! ``

'' I guess I talked myself into that one, '' doll agreed and let the Sheriff raise her unawares skirt to show her perfect hairless vagina, `` Only you better kiss me or say seraphic things of something because human do n't sour me on. ``

'' Ten dollar mark ? '' he whispered.

'' bread and butter talking, '' she agreed.

'' Fifteen ? '' he suggested.

'' Enough, you wan na climb aboard for a trip to heaven ? '' Dolly asked.

They looked around, the desk was broke, the base was dirty, `` My home or against the bulwark ? '' Dolly asked.

The Sheriff never replied but instead dropped his pants and grasped his prick, `` Gee ! '' Dolly exclaimed, `` Hell you 're well hung for a homo. ``

He lifted her by the shank and pushed her against the wall as she guided his stopcock up against her damp pussy back talk so he could lower her down

'' Be gentle with me, '' she said automatically.

The Sheriff began to sleep together, once, twice, three sentence, `` Oh shit I 'm cumming ! '' he exclaimed.

'' Oh Savior, pull out ! '' Dolly wailed but she was far too recent as a jet of kindling surged up inside her.

'' You filthy stunned retard, my gentlemen always pull out you fool, '' Dolly protested.

The Sheriff looked around, about two dozen faces was pressed against the window, `` What you looking at ? '' Dolly demanded.

'' show us your bosom ! '' someone demanded.

dolly undid her shirt and pulled it aside, no one said much as she showed her sad piddling tits.

'' You 're too beautiful, '' the Sheriff said.

'' You wan na see us eff again ? '' Dolly asked, as she saw the Sheriffs putz was far from being flaccid again, `` Then you pay a dollar each ? ``

'' What ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Fuck me again, '' she replied, `` It has to be Charles Frederick Worth fifty dollars. ``

He never needed no second bidding and he drove his turncock up between her rim as she stood on one leg against the wall, she was so full of spunk it slid the right way in and they was lost in each other for years, so long that everybody got tired of watching and went down the saloon.

Gently fucking against the threshold post like lover until dolly let herself enjoy a sly climax, which she never did with her gentleman's gentleman, and then finding he was still hard goaded him into pounding her to a screaming shuddering worldly concern shattering orgasm so vivid that she cried out, `` Fuck me ! ``

They stood locked together for a long time as the Sheriff's cock gradually softened, Dolly just stood quietly and even let the Sheriff kiss her on the lips, .but eventually they had to assort and get dressed

They set to work to straighten the office afterwards, the board was busted so it took a piece, and madam L'Oisseaux from the whore household came to convey Dolly.

'' She 's underage, '' the Sheriff explained.

'' The the pits she ain't she must be twenty four if she 's a day ! '' madam insisted.

'' Mother ! '' Dolly protested, `` Oh well I guess you should get laid. ``

'' employment time ! '' brothel keeper insisted, `` I got a waiting line of gentleman waiting. ``

'' We ai n't finished, '' the Sheriff explained, `` She 's straightening me out. ``

'' And how long will that contain ? '' dame asked.

'' All night ? '' he said.

'' A calendar week maybe ? '' Dolly suggested.

'' A month maybe ? '' the Sheriff suggested.

'' More maybe ? '' Dolly added, `` You reckon I could be your secretary or something ? ``

'' Do n't see why not, you passed the interview, '' he suggested, `` And I got a nice soft bed in the ceiling we ai n't tried yet. ``

'' Shit, '' Madam protested and she went outside, `` What about the rapist ? ``


To be continued