Cowboy Romance
Four
	The police had no leads in the three robberies and even the two city laundromats were burglarized. 
	On Tuesday morning Terry went for a morning bike ride after his twelve hour shift. He saw Michael loading his rundown black Ford F-150 in teh driveway of his mother's gray cape Cod style house where he lived in the basement all of his life. He pulled over to say 'Hello' and see what he had been up to since he was fired and disappeared over teh last few days.
	Michael was a bit edgy, as he made small talk. He was wearing red spandex pants, a white tank top and black sneakers as he stood in front of the tailgate. Terry found it odd that there were a lot of boxes in the back and then saw the library boxes with a Roy Rogers comic book sticking out. Michael saw what Terry was looking at.
	"So how are you and Ruby doing?" Michael asked as he walked to the house. "Want a bottle of water?"
	"Sure.' Terry agreed, not wanting to tip his hand. 
	As soon as they walked in the house Michael grabbed him and pushed him to the kitchen floor! He had a roll of duct tape on the counter and quickly secured terry's hands behind his back and then his ankles together.
	"You won't get away with this!" Terry screamed. "You'll be umph mmph!"
	Michael jammed a very worn biege panty girdle in his captive's mouth and then wrapped a black scarf over his lower face three times. He wrapped the red duct tape over the scarf to keep his captive silent and dragged him into his basement bedroom, that consisted of an unmade full sized bed, six flat screen TVs four stereos, ten boom boxes, eight DVD players and even two old VCRs. Michael had been a busy robber.
	Terry soon found himself belly down on his bed and strapped to it with red duct tape. Michael taped the ends to teh metal frame to holod him in place around his shouldrs, waist and ankles. He turned on a radio, one of twenty-three and left the helpless cute captive alone.
	Terry wet his yellow spandex bike pants as he squirmed helplessly. He needed to shit, but figured he could hold it for a while. He wondered what his old school buddy was up to next. He knew that Michael was the city robber
	Michael checked on him a few times during the morning and Terry pretended to sllep, but he really was tired.
	Michael took off after he put on his black spandex pants, black sweatshirt, and black sneakers. He had more work to do.
	Ruby wanted to surprise Terry. She stopped in the Darkside, an adult book and DVD store in a strip mall on the edge of the city. She went there a little too often and even knew Sandra Press, the 6'0", very attractive, 47-year-old, crossdresser, with big doe shaped hazel eyes, her black framed glasses showed off quite well, thick neck length bobbed brunette hair, a very shapely 178 pound figure and wore 42EE breasts forms, that her green knit top, shiny gray Lycra leggings and green 4" highheels showed off well. 
	"Is that something new?" Ruby asked.
	Sandra looked at her helplessly with the new red ballgag in her luscious mouth as she put teh 'Closed' sign on the door and locked it.
	"We can try this new red bondage tape today." The robber said as he stood up from behind the counter.
	"Oh no!" Ruby began to cry. "Not again."
	Sandra secured her sexy customer's hands behind her back with 2" wide red bandage tape as well as her 3" red highheeled ankles together. She felt hard in her red Lycra leggings as the attractive store owner wrapped more tape around her arms and emphasized her healthy bustline, that her red and white stripe top did well anyway. The robber then put a blue ballgag in her mouth and continued to loot and rob the adult shop. He made poor Sandra carry boxed in and out of the backdoor, almost cleaning out the lingerie, sex toy and DVD sections. He already took the $189.00 from the cash register and $109.00 from Sandra's purse.
	"Well that went well." Michael had gotten bolder with each robbery.
	Sandra mumbled nervously in agreement as her thick uncut 7' penis struggled as she looked at the attractive shemale captive. 
	"Now go ahead and poop for me Miss Press." Michael ordered.
	Sandra had heard rumors about this sick robber. She did have to go, she usually went around noon and it was 11:00.
	She crouched slightly and grunted and pushed. She soaked her Lycra leggings as a hot, odorous, smooth, semi-solid, olive-brown, missile slid between her tight hairless egg sized balls and wide upper asscrack. She pushed out a massive two football sized crap deposit in her stretchy leggings as Michael rubbed her to a healthy orgasm! he then trussed her up just like Ruby.
	Ruby figured out the fastest way to get him to leave was soil herself. She had hoped to impress terry with her big BM, but he would understand.
	The crackling sound got Michael's attention as she wet herself. She didn;t have to push hard since she her bumhole was loose from almost twenty-five years of anal sex. She soon excited the robber with a hefty odorous, five grapefruit sized pile of chunky, dark brown fecal matter! he rewarded her by masturbating her to a climax!
	He then pulled out his hard cock and sprayed semen on the front of Ruby's soiled shiny red Lycra leggings.
	Maria Valdez, the 5'5", still attractive, 49-year-old, with big almond shaped brown eyes, thick black shoulder length hair piled in a tight bun, a nice olice complexion, a voluptuous 140 pound figure and wore a 36C bra, that her tight black leggings, white blouse and white sneakers showed off quite well returned home at 2:30. She cleaned offices and was through, she would take a nap, clean-up and clean another office afrter 7:00.
	She never went into the basement unless there was a problem with the heat or hot water. Terry tried to yell for help as he rattled the bed to no avail. He really had to poop as well. To make mattes worse heard the toilet flush above him and the tired mother go upstairs to sleep.
	He wet the bed a second time and gave up. He surrendered and allowed the pungent smelling, very warm, sticky, golden-brown, semi-solid, turd to explore the interior of his stretchy yellow pants and form into a six orange sized poop deposit as he came! He bucked so hard he broke the tape from the bed!
	 He slid off of the messy bed and hopped to the dresser where a box of stolen silverware were some knives. He worked for a good ten minutes before he freed his hands. He then cut himself loose and cut teh effective gag from his mouth. There was no phone in the basement. 
	The door opened. Terry heard hid behind the wall with a roll of stretchy 3" wide flesh colored medical tape. 
	Michael never had time to react as Terry lunged at him and soon had his hands secured behind his back and a balled up red bikini brief stuffed in his mouth, so they wouldn't wake up Maria.
	Michael wet his spandex pants as warm, smelly, dark brown pudding exploded from his full rectum! He gushed a gallon of rancid smelling chunky apple sause from his full belly as Terry roughly placed two strip of tape over his smooth handsome lower face. He went into the kitchen and called the police. Chief Buns had just arrived at teh darkside when the call came in!