Jesse blanched as his gun fired again. Jesse Owens was the gun captain of gun number one in Battery A of the three battery section firing into the Yan...ee ranks before Savannah as the Yanks made another frontal assault that 19 December, 1864. That day, Battery A contained three guns, firing as fast as they could be reloaded. Shells suddenly began screaming in and exploding from Yankee counter battery fire. Without warning, Jesse was enveloped in a blinding flash of light a concussion that was. God. I hate the idea of my ONLY son..." She paused. "being--" I'm not gay," I told her, forgetting about everything that had happened. "I'm just..." The word 'gay' sent a chill down my spine, as well as the next word. "...experimenting." It felt weird talking about my sexual orientation with my homophobic mother."Malik..." she sighed, wiping her face and sitting next to me. "...I've done way too much to prevent you from becoming like--" I couldn't believe her. I wanted to slap her right. Not to mention from someone as smoking hot as Michael. She knew he hadhis other girls on the side, the various members of the apparent haremhe was forming, but she still counted herself lucky to get so much ofhis attention. It sure beat being being Jim and having to go out fishingfor average-looking women with which to have what she now consideredextremely mediocre sex.As if summoned by her lascivious thought train, Michael's hand lightlyclasped Jane's shoulder from behind, and she turned to. She immediately tenses up. Oh my god your going to make me cum she said. Please stop. I stopped. I looked down her dress and pulled it out so I could see her little tits. Shit those are so sexy I said. She pushed me back, the looked down at my obvious bulge. It looks huge, she said. Do you like what you see I asked. She just nodded, I like what see, a lot, she answered. Do you think I'm wet enough for that to fit she asked. Oh god I hope so, I replied. Me too, she said, cause I really want you.