”“Hmm?” He took the drawing back and examined. “Ah, I see. In my haste to identify your gender as a woman, I neglected to account for scale. I...should draw your breasts much smaller next time, or maybe not at all.”“Don’t draw my tits at all,” she yelled, then snatched the drawing out of his bony hands. Death regarded her patiently for over a minute before she groaned and handed him the paper back. “I’m sorry I yelled at you. I’m just ... grumpy is all.”“I’ll bet,” said a voice from behind her,. " How 'bout Harold?" Jeff said, and Joseph nodded, scratching his chin."Harold's a free man, free black man," Joseph said, "horse trader, a fair one. You tell him me and Jeff sent you over, he might sell you a horse, a good horse." How far?" I asked."Day's walk," Jeff said, pointing east. Joseph nodded."They got men out on all the roads. Don' know why they's so interested in you. What's you done?" Nothing much," I said. "They likely to search again, I'd like to wash my face?" Don' like bin'. He lay onto his back and urged Danny into a more comfortable position kneeling between his legs to finish him off. What the boy lacked in skill he seemed to make up for in willingness to learn. "Look up at me", he instructed. Looking down into the boy's hazel eyes he could feel the familiar boiling in his sack so he reached down and with one hand in Danny's short blond hair he guided the boys head up and down on his shaft. "That's it Danny", he gasped, "You're sucking my cock so good you're. She pulled me into her embrace and kissed me. She tasted her sweet sap and aggressively licked and tonged my face. I know I was exhausted and she was getting in a frenzy once again. I sense she wanted to now pleasure me. I brought us to lay on the soft carpet. I held her tightly and immediately fell asleep. FORTY-EIGHT HOURS Chapter 2 I awoke to soft feathered touches floating throughout my body. Remy was nibbling my earlobe and the sensation was getting my juices started. She brushed my hair.