''But Anne won't say even if she does see something because we told her not to didn't we?"'Not until we're ready for her to start kicking up a fuss an... that won't be for a while yet, I mean we have to make sure he gets himself into a little more trouble first.''And just how do we do that?''You've heard the expression 'what the Lord giveth the Lord taketh away'?''Yes but what has that--?''All in good time Freddie my boy, all in good time. I think now would be a good time to go and avail yourself. He also told us of General Grant's future plans that included,"Moving large reinforcing units of the Union Army under the command of the daring General William T. Sherman to attack the Rebel positions at Missionary Ridge."The briefing also included the fact that,"At the same time he intended to move reinforcements from the East under command of General Joe Hooker to directly attack the Confederate units installed at Lookout Mountain."I knew from my studies that Sherman would be stalled against. His hands were tied so he couldn't do his normal iron-fist routine on his cock as he spurted. It felt like he was drowning and gulping air at the same time. It was such a pleasurable torment watching his sexy wife, legs spread wide, taking a young, big, hard cock deep inside her married, unfaithful pussy. He fucking hated it. He fucking loved it. Every minute of it.He was lying on their bed as his cock shriveled back to it's usual small, pathetic size. Lying on their marital bed...the same bed. “God Damn?” he asked, thinking he was repeating what she’d just said.“No, it’s Dham,” she replied, “Dani Dham. Glad to meet you.”“You’re kidding!” Jonathan said, his jaw dropping in shock.“Nope, Dani Dham,” she repeated. “That’s me.”“That tattoo on your wrist…” Jonathan muttered, still putting facts together in his mind. She couldn’t possibly be…“It’s a red fox,” Dani said, not making any excuses.“But that was fifty years ago!” Jonathan replied. “Are you her daughter?”“I’m the one and only,.