However, very few Southerners would accede to this viewpoint and even fewer of those who had or still lived in the path of Sherman's advance through G...orgia! Jase had not yet decided on what to think about this issue.Atlanta, two years after the fact, was still a shambles, but rebuilding at a feverish pace. Jase stopped at a livery and made arrangements to put up his two horses. He inquired about and was directed to a nearby hotel, modest, but clean and reputable.Although Jase's family had. Meghan took a hit and almost coughed her guts up but soon recovered to take a couple of big hits before passing it back.Her head was bowed and I wasn’t sure if she was just enjoying the head rush or staring at my bulge but either way I didn’t care, she straightened up sitting back in the chair and instinctively her legs parted and her white cotton gusset was just a couple of feet away, Mmm it looked so nice and as I passed it back to her my eyes were transfixed, if she realised it she didn’t. ‘You know, I should probably be going. I have a three-hour drive to look forward to. I’m sorry if I’ve overstayed.’ ‘No, of course not. It’s been a pleasure. I’ll get your things.’ Cole came back from the hall closet and held up her coat. It took her a moment to realize that he meant to help her into it. She slid each arm into the sleeves, one at a time. She could feel his hands up at her shoulders where he gripped the coat. Then his hands at her waist, smoothing it at the belt. And finally he. Following her into my front lounge room I gestured for her to take a seat as I sit at the other end of the lounge. Gemma looked a little fidgety as she sat on the lounge chair, “I won’t keep you from your day Mister Clark.” “That’s okay Gemma,” I replied. “I have done all of my work for the day.” “Oh okay,” Gemma said, “I was just hoping to borrow some cream if you have any. You see, it’s my Dad’s birthday today and I am making him a cake. But I don’t have any cream for the icing.” “You’re.