I keep to myself mostly. Donít make a habit of poking my nose around where it donít belong. But I was out hunting squirrel one day and my eyes about popped out of my head seeing what I saw coming down that old logging road.
Thereís a guy named Joe lives way back up the mountain. Heís never been much for socializing. But in the woods that day, there he was, driving his pickup on the logging road. And damned if there werenít three girls tied behind that truck buck naked, like they was livestock. He had their necks all yoked together. Their hands were tied behind their backs. They had big old pieces of wood tied in their mouths so they couldnít make much of a sound.
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