We leave tomorrow morning on the Eliza Stewart, a 169 ton sidewheel packet. We can stay aboard her tonight, saving us the trouble of finding lodging.*...arch 16, 1848 - Thursday*We left St. Louis and traveled up the Mississippi a short distance to the mouth of the Missouri River and turned up it toward Independence.*March 22, 1848 - Wednesday*We arrived in Independence and immediately obtained lodging for at least a week with a delightful old lady, Susan Jenkins. She wanted to know our religion.. I...I'm sorry Cindy, I just couldn't help myself!" Th...that's okay, but..." Okay you two! That's plenty of time to get the drinks!" Damn mom couldcut through things, but I'm glad she did, because I wasn't so sure that hewasn't going to do that again!He and I delivered the drinks, sitting across the room from one another,which meant that he was watching me very closely, so I just couldn't screwup and do something a guy would do, like spreading my legs when I satthere, especially with his mother. Aron smiled when he saw the 'tent' slowly rise under the sheet, knowing its silkiness was adding unwanted excitement to Daniel's the hardening penis. Daniel could feel the massaging hand on his thigh and his mind wanted it to stop ... and ... at the same time to continue.Daniel's conditioning was now coming to the surface and he looked up into Aron's face as if pleading for an explanation of what was happening to him.Aron leaned down to Daniel's face and whispered,"Your body is trying to tell. It felt as though I was being sapped of all energy, becoming more tired by the second. To my relief Issabella eventually stopped tickling, wrapping her arms around me, her open mouth pressed against mine, kissing me passionately. As with every time she kisses me, I didn’t care what was going on around us, at that point didn’t want the moment to end but after a few seconds she pulled away before returning to kiss my lips tenderly. As Issabella moved back to sit properly in her seat I bent down.