Both the Carpetbaggers and the Scalawags had moved in, in force, and the honest officials were simply swamped by the rise in scams. When you threw in ...he dishonest officials and Army officers, the situation had become impossible to police.The ex-slaves now had the vote, and they had no idea of how to use the right properly. Their votes were easy to buy, and not necessarily for cash; a bottle of bad whiskey would buy a lot of votes. So would nebulous promises of "pie in the sky." Several secret. I’d kept everyone aware of my condition with photos and video chats, so he wasn’t in shock at my condition. He admitted that I looked a lot better than I had initially. Fortunately, I was able to speak at that point, the swelling in my jaw and face had gone down quite a bit and the bones had healed. I was still short nine teeth, but that was a problem for a dental surgeon once I was on the road to recovery.“Look, Pete,” he started awkwardly, “I’m not real good with words. I’m glad you’re doing. I told her I could get there in 45 minutes or so. She said she’d be waiting. After quick visits to MapQuest and the bathroom, I left. I spent the drive thinking about Linda. I don’t rmember when we met. I’m 53, she must be 48 or 49 by now. She’s my cousin, but her mother (Dad’s sister) moved from Long Island to a suburb of Chicago just after she got married. We either met when they came out to Long Island to see Grandma and Grandpa and us or when G & G took me to Chicago one summer. It seems. In. out. Thrusting. Fucking. Deeper with each push I could penetrate inside. Picking up pace as I went faster. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Faster. Her groans grew more, as her one hand squeezed and played with her own tits. Pulling at her nipples and releasing hold as it slapped back. Her own hips buckled, riding the two fingers that thrust inside of her cunt, over and over."Oh God... I wanna fuck you, sweetie. I need to. Now!" she called out to me, as she pulled my hand away. She pushed me back as.