I couldn’t concentrate on body workout as my pennies arouse giving a clear figure of 8 inch long cucumber. I thought she was not noticing my action ...irectly but she read my action quiet well leaving flames of unholy desire burning in her body. Every evening, I used to go out and come back home. She used to peep me through the small opening slit of curtains through windows. We never dared to talk about it. It happened for more than a month. One day, since I couldn’t approach her, she opened her. I went to her and said,”hey princess”..She looked at me and smiled,”am i look like a princess”…I said,”you cant even imagine what you are to me..I want your number”..Then suddenly some other teacher came and i had to rush..But through some connections she passed on her number to me..That was my best day of life waiting to talk to her…I called her she said,”hello”..I said “heelo princess”…She jumped in happiness and said,”hello my baby i was yearning to hear your voice,dying to talk to. It was much later before we got to sleep tonight. We sent messengers to everyone on the ranchero to let them know the women and children needed to be ready to leave for the cave at a moment’s notice.Our scouts should give us at least two hours warning. That was plenty of time for the small carts we had set up for the women and children to reach the cave and get safely inside.Friday May 16, 1851For two days, the militia men have been camped in the same place. We debated what their intentions. “Gretchen,” I said with a little shock as I opened the door and saw her standing there.“Hi,” she said softly as her cheeks flushed.“Shyan isn’t here this weekend,” I told her.“I didn’t come to see Shyan,” she said with a devilish grin.“Oh?” I said with a raised eyebrow.I hadn’t seen Gretchen since that night I fucked her tight pussy in Shyan’s bedroom.“Please come in,” I said as I stepped aside and motioned for her to enter.She slowly sauntered past me, which made my cock twitch in my shorts,.