I sat on a bench and bent down to untie my sport shoes, as Rob entered the room, shirtless. Rob is another guy in our team. He is the most pumped mem...er of us all. He looks like a Greek god, with his big chiseled pecs, which were unnaturally smooth. Though he did have a hot trail crawling between his abs. He also had sideburns on his face, which were his identifying sign. I looked up and noticed he was looking for something, very urgently. "What's up Rob?" I asked him. "Hey guys," he said. He had always fantasized about what it would be like and now hewas having trouble admitting that was what he liked. He liked himself andwhile he wondered about his marriage, had to admit that he had fun lastnight.The truth was that he hadn't thought about Helen because she was still alink to his masculine past and he didn't want to deal with that part ofhis life, right now. Instead, he was embracing a femininity that was him.Washing his face, he stared back at the blue eyes, the creamy skin,. Fold it up. You're free, just like the country." No, I ain't," she cried, stamping her feet. "We ain' free, none a'us." Well," I told her, 'we will be. Won't be long." Ha," she laughed, a bark, and she folded her arms over her chest and stuck out her lower lip.An hour or so later I spotted Ewell's wagon in a stable yard and pulled in beside him. I saw to the animals, used the necessary and took the barefoot girl inside. Corporal Freeman had obviously been there a while and was well into his. Why you got my k**s in here,” he asked now standing with his long dick swinging. “Let’s go talk.”Travon put on a pair of sweatpants. He looked over his shoulder and said, “I’ma be right back, Teddy!”“Go outside,” the exposed philanderer pointed. “Why you over here?”“You hadn’t been home in two days. The k**s need you.”“I’ll be back soon.”“So you’re gonna stay over here fucking that man,” she gasped.“Chill out, baby! I’m just fuckin’ dat bitch! It ain’t no love. Go on back home.”“Don’t come.