When the three women got up off their backsides and helped Caleb carry and load the trunks on the wagon, he knew right away they were not afraid of br...aking a sweat to get things done and were not like a lot of eastern belles more concerned with their cosmetic concerns than in bending over an iron or a washboard to take care of a family. The two sisters, Constance and Dorinda sat in the second row and Eliza sat next to him in the front bench. He spread thick bunk house blankets on both benches. She had had heard of things like this and hadalways had a suspicion hiding in the back of her mind. Casey was like abrother to her but Betsy secretly had always wanted a sister. Did thismean she now had both? Either way, Betsy was careful not to bring itup. She knew how sensitive he could be.That didn't stop her from leaving behind a little present. A tiny littleobject that had gotten her through those tough months pining for Kyle.Casey found it later. It had a smooth, teardrop head. They were teasing me about him and we started having general conversation.Out of nowhere I felt his hand on my thighs slowly moving to my pussy. Now since both my hands were busy holding newspaper. I really couldn’t react to his advances. I tried to act cool, while talking to the other girls.But it didn’t take him much time to start rubbing my clitoris, this time using his puffy fat thumb thus making every stroke harder and harder. I looked back at him and tried to signal that if he continuedI. . ! May I join you?"I looked at Anne, who shrugged."Help yourself," I said, and, as she sat down, "I'd like to introduce Anne Abbott, my girlfriend; Anne, this is Julie Prentice."They both muttered something like 'pleased to meet you', though neither girl's expression had anything of pleasure in it. I took Anne's hand, squeezed it gently and thought very hard,"Anne, I love you. Relax. This might be uncomfortable, but Julie will get no-where."Whether or not she 'heard' me, I couldn't say, but.