"I might even say something you haven't told me to say but if I suddenly dry up..." You won't, General, and I've got a duplicate copy in my pocket." O... course you have." Any other questions?" asked Peter.Everyone shook their heads. "Right," he said. "I'd better go and get the parade ready for you all."Everything went according to plan. Colonel Chris had taken over the parade and the battalion was standing at ease when the general's car arrived. General Anthony, with Mark two paces behind and to. From where I don’t know I got such courage.My hand instinctively moved to her thigh, and I started to slide upward brushing her pussy and passed it in between her breast cuts.My dick had hardened immediately; it was so hard as it never has been before.I circled around her breasts with my finger and slowly put it on her nipples, which had hardened. I played for a while with them.I could feel her body shiver on my touch and her faint denials couldn’t stop me, not today. I reached for her whole. I took a leisurely shower and then went out front and released Christie from the tree."Pork chops tonight, slut. Have dinner ready in an hour or you'll be sleeping on the porch again tonight." Yes sir."I sat out on my front deck with a beer and watched the sunset. I missed Meredith – more than I'd thought I would – and there was a part of me that found it depressing that I'd much rather spend the night fucking her than doing the same with Christies. That was something I'd have to talk to her. "But velvet is too Christmas-y." Which got a look from the saleswoman.Ryan started to say something. What, he had no idea. Not being surewhat Christmas-y meant and why this was it. Not that he had a chancebecause Miley looked at her. "What?"Harper. "Velvet makes me think of the dresses I used to wear atChristmas parties. Those dark purple ones. You know, when you're like5."Miley. "They dressed you like that at 5? That's...weird." Ryan justwatched, like he was reporting for some nature.