The girl and I had become separated from the main body of our retreating army and had hidden in a roadside ditch as dragoons thundered by, me mostly o... top of her. Then I led her deep into the woods and, some hours later, found a burrow some sort of animals had used, bears perhaps or badgers. It would do for the night, I was sure, so we bedded down cold and hungry.Both of us were fully clothed, she in a riding outfit of wide skirt and tight jacket, except that she had removed her skirt and. Jessie knew quite well that her feelings in this matter were somewhat unreasonable but that did not stop here from feeling them all the same. Knowing that Bjorn was the father of a child that she was not the mother of somehow upset her very deeply inside. Her attempts to hold those emotions in check were not very successful with poor Bjorn bearing the brunt of it. Bjorn did try to understand but it was still making him feel rather miserable himself all the same. He left that hotel a few paces. "Come on. It'll be fun."By this point, I'd stood up, stepped around her, and pulled my sweats back on. She stood up and, with a final puzzled look at me, went down the hall to my parents' room. By the time I got down to the pool, with a tray full of sandwiches I'd thrown together in the kitchen, she was already there, in a white bikini that complemented her long dark hair and her dark skin. Her tits, as I would have guessed, were swimming in my mother's top, but hey, was it my fault she didn't. Mayor as most people called her, was Rhonda Thompson who had married Alex Thompson when they were both quite young. At 40, Rhonda was not a beauty queen but she took care of herself and watched her weight with some success. She was rather plain and Alex tired of her quite quickly. The mayor had mistresses across town and also in other cities. People pitied Rhonda for having such an unfaithful husband but in reality she was quite happy with the situation, never having had any real sexual.