I was very mean." It's okay," Brianna said. "You're not used to having someone like me in your group." I have to go," said Mallory. She got up and too... off. So much for her and Brianna getting together after school.When the bell rang and people scattered, Brianna said, "She likes you." What?" I questioned."Mallory likes you." She does?" You can't see it?" Brianna sounded incredulous."I had no idea." She does. She was testing to see if you like her or me better."I stared at Brianna. She was. “You’re not turned on too much, are you?”She touched me gently. I had been undressing her with my eyes for a while now. I was visibly turned on.“Ooh, yeah, he is happy, is he? It’s ok,” she said.“He? Oh… you’re referring to…” I said with a smile.She giggled.“You know, you’re cute. And you’re packing, I can tell,” She gently felt my erection. “Why don’t you have a girl?” Sharmell asked.“Shit, I don’t know. I’ve tried, trust me.”“Yeah, it can be tough,” She said, getting closer to me. “This is. "I must admit," the cavalryman went on, with a smile, "that old Jubilee there, he don't like us horse soldiers very much." Seth turned his attention back to the corporal. "Calls us 'buttermilk rangers' and such. Him and Imboden had some kind of loud row a while back. Lot a'ruffled feathers. Down in Virginia, when we had our back agin the wall," Wainder was saying, sitting Indian-style in the shade, "up came old Jube, a'riding and a'cussin' and a'waving that white hat of his'n with the Stonewall. "This kind, handsome guy really is a dish and I have no-one waiting up for me so I give him my best smile and say thanks.He leads me over to a big shiny blue truck with a very large cab, opens the door and helps me to climb in by putting his hand on my arse and pushing gently which feels nice. Once inside the truck he puts on the heater and I sit in one of the large armchair seats at the front of the truck while he sits in the other one and pours us both some coffee from a large flask. We talk.