I had spent most of my Badajoz plunder, but still had the gold coins that I had acquired after the battle of Vittoria, when King Joseph's baggage trai... had fallen into our hands and I was fortunate enough to be on hand when it happened. Our cavalry had made off with the most of the silver and gold plate, including King Joseph's chamber pot, but I came across several saddle bags, stuffed with gold coin. Wellington was greatly displeased that his troops had stopped to plunder the baggage train of. I let myself luxuriate under the flow, shampooing with the small container of motel shampoo, and soaping myself all over, using the bar of soap, cleaning myself thoroughly all over, especially under my arms, and particularly between my legs and butt cheeks, then rinsing thoroughly. After turning off the water, I partially dried off, then wrapped myself in a towel, too, tying it in a knot between my breasts. I ignored my hair, which had a tendency to dry on its own with a little brushing, as it. A little bit of erotica that Angel penned for me: "I wonder what would you do? Pin me to the bed, naked before your very eyes to feast upon? Or would you push me down on my belly, your hands grabbing my hips pulling me on to you, with sanity thrown to The Devil. We would be lost in a vortex so intense as I permit you to explore my every orifice as I shamelessly and oh so willingly open myself unto you?To put my fate in the lap of the gods and let you satiate and satisfy your primitive. That's her name. Julie Williamson. The one and only love of my life, eventhough the relationship was one-sided for a long time. It was simple: shelived in her world of beauty, style, achievements and friends, and I livedalone in my sad little sphere.I can still remember her walking the halls of the school in hercheerleader uniform (she was the head cheerleader, of course). Herlaughter, her smile, the casual toss of her head and the way her silkyhoney blonde hair would catch the light....she.