I had to come to terms withenjoying a date with a man. My masculine self was still strong, or soI thought, so I was surprised at having enjoyed mysel.... But Dennis wasa nice person, I enjoyed his company, and probably would have even as aman. But he seemed to be very shy around women. Maybe that was it.He hadn't been intent on getting into my pants, so I didn't feelthreatened. The shocking thing that I then realized, was that Iwouldn't have minded. Less than a week, and I was already. But it was too late, the finger was already rubbing the end of my clit causing me to cum almost instantly. I did my best to not shake or jerk, and to even stay on my feet, but having an orgasm in a shop window whilst totally naked made it impossible. I just hoped that no one was looking.As I was starting to come down from my high I felt strong arms lift me up and then put me down onto the shop floor. I turned and saw Jack.“You bastard, someone might have seen me.”“I thought that that was what. Both her top and bra were gone, her perky breasts bouncing with my husbands hard thrusts. What are you doing with my husband! I shouted with mock anger. Oh my god! Miss Jones gasped, turning scarlet and covering her breasts. Pity, they were a pair of beautiful, perky tits topped with pale-pink nipples. Sean froze like a deer in headlights. Honey, I… Dont honey me! I snapped with my hands on my hips. Who are you balls deep in? Umm, Emily Jones, he answered sheepishly. Im so sorry, maam! squeaked. It wasn't that the trail was hard to follow, the Frenchman's carriage was excessively heavy and left a clear trail. No, the scouts' purpose was to warn Joseph of impending contact. He wanted to know where the French were, so that he and his gang could attack from two directions. His plan was to divide his people into two groups, one would ride around and come at the travelers from the front and the other would be used to block any retreat.One evening the scout came tearing back to the main.