I was headed back toward our retreating army, dodging patrols and well behind the pursuing British under Cornwallis when I came across a small settlem...nt well hidden in a gentle valley. There were just a few wooden houses, perhaps ten, a small mill and a log meeting house. The village was filled with Quakers, a breakaway sect perhaps, who seemed to be almost self-sufficient and basically disinterested in the outside world and its problems.I knocked at the first house I came to, hungry and. Oh and food is in the kitchen. ~OK Danny and Alex own a 2 bedroom 2 bathroom apartment. One room is a bedroom and the other is a study room special for Alex so all of her work can be finished. There is also a bed in there so incase Alex is up all night she can just crash on the bed there. It was a couple of hours into working already done with two assignments when Danny came into the room. ~Hey Alex, hows the homework going? ~Its going good almost done then I think Im going to go to bed. ~Well. " Why do you talk so ... well, stilted?" She felt him stir. "That's not a criticism," she said hastily, "I don't mean it that way, I even think it's kind of cute. But the perfect grammar, the way you use words—you have a huge working vocabulary—I never hear you use contractions, you have to admit most people don't talk quite that way." 'Cute, '" he murmured. "How sweetums."She laughed, and sat up. "OK, but I'm serious. You know you talk differently. Why?" Well, I think I told you it was how I. My arms reached around her waist and began to pull her closer as she ground me with her leg. I pulled her shirt up in back and she wriggled free of it. Her hot skin now pressed against mine, and I knew she liked it by the increased intensity of her kiss. I clumsily unclasped her bra, She giggled as I fumbled with it…another clue. I knew that laugh, but there wasn’t enough of a sample to clear the picture in my still sleep fogged mind. Her breasts pressed against my chest with incredible warmth..