“alright, open your eyes Abby”. My father then made then do a series of funny things like quacking like a duck, dancing like a monkey and doing ha...dstands. “Okay, you will fall asleep and when I say the magic word you will awaken with no memory of what has just happened”. Both their heads dropped as though they were asleep. “ponies”, my father said. And they both woke up. “now girls, do you remember what happened?” he asked them. “no nothing”, said Lucy, my youngest sister. Amy nodded next to. My former vanilla existence had been obliterated by two rough homeless guys who were treating me like a captured sex slave, and I loved every second of it. As I was used from both ends I thought back to earlier in the day. If anyone had told me what lay ahead for me that day I would have thought they were smoking dope. Nonetheless, I was ecstatic to be exactly where I was.Kelly was the next to cum, and after he did I savoured his creamy release. As Kelly moved away the quiet Lukas took complete. Because of this desertion by the Amazonian’s the Nuns had decided to recruit their own platoon of girl soldiers, they chose some of the older schoolgirls from the convent to train up as their new army of guards. The new soldiers were called The White Warriors, they wore white catsuits, black riding boots and white capes that tied round their necks and went down to the back of the soldiers knee. The youngest of these recruits was 16, the training was rigorous and intense some girls were not. "Where y'from?" Maryland," I said. "You recruiting?" Not really," he said. "County won't support but a small company. We keep the peace and burn out a Tory now and again." Like to get back in the fight," I said."Saddle up," he told me. "You got a weapon?"I fetched my Tower musket, and he examined it. Then we rode out a mile or two, and then round and about, wasting time while he tried to confuse me, and up a winding trail to a small valley with a good stream at the foot of a granite hillside..