She picked up the flowers and inhaled the smell, held them to her heart, and then put them on the night table. Then she picked up the handcuffs. “W...at were you planning on doing with these?” she asked. He smiled, a little embarrassed. “I thought we would have a little fun tonight,” he said. She stretched out on the bed, her arms and legs splayed. The pose was so welcoming, he thought. He had always loved when a girl would spread her legs for him to penetrate her, it was so carnal and. "Captain." Virginia?" I asked."Loyal Legion," she said proudly, "cavalry and light artillery. Under Tarleton I believe."I nodded, not surprised. Her clothes were likely worth more than most poor folks' houses and land. "No servants?" I said, lifting an eyebrow.She shook her head. "My maid ran off, to the coast I suppose." Slave?"She nodded. "A gift from my father." Then she wrinkled her forehead. "Could you take me somewhere, to the next town or an inn, someplace I could wait." She looked about. I made her start moving around a bit, and then she began moaning really loudly."Shit Tim, I'm gonna blow now," Marry said.She exploded right into her panties, and they were beyond soaked then. I got a good look at them and that was yet another sight to see. She took them off and showed them to me."Damn, those are wet," I said. "Why don't you get me off now, sis?" I asked."I can do that," Marry replied.She got off me and got onto her knees. She leaned over and took off my boxers, which were a. The scar on my neck was an accident thing that happenedright after Halloween last year. It's nothing. I don't want to go wayinto it. OK?Haven't heard form the Youngers at all, no.Mike hasn't written back either.Bye, Sis. Hearts!SkyP.S.: Mar, I'm using some of the small things you kept in your room, andI know you said it was OK, but some might still be important to you, so Iwanted to tell you. I'll take care of.