..all warm and slippery between me arse cheeks...an'...an it went up me arse...an...an I enjoyed it..." I thrust a little more and again, Gemma cried ...ut, "Steady, Daddy...steady..." Redhead had reached under my arse cheeks and was gently squeezing and massaging my scrotum, "Yesss...that's it, old man...push that monster cock of yours up the little bitch..." my glistening snooker ball sized plum was now inside Gemma's love tunnel; a slippery warmth enveloped my plum and I pushed a little more!. Things started going down hill for the Confederate Army in 1863. Once on the way down that slippery slope there was no way back up. Every soldier in the army knew that our only hope was to make the price of victory too high for the Union. We underestimated the resolve of the Yankees in that regard but we never underestimated the bravery of the Union soldiers. What frayed us the most was the shear number of soldiers the Union could keep throwing into the line. Not just warm bodies either, but. "Well, you hit a few and you miss a few. We'll just find another one." "Not me. I've had it." "What do you mean?" "I mean trying to find and catch a rich lover is too unsteady a job. I think I'll just start turnin' tricks. There's more future in it." Suit yourself," Lucille said, "but I think you're nuts-" Who is it?" Verna called sleepily from the other side of the door."Stu Jessup, I've got to talk to you." "Jesus Christ, it's five o'clock in the morning." "I know, but this is important. Open. Not clean, but better. I hoofed into the restroom and stripped off, doing my own whore bath. I stopped dead at that thought and then shook my head. Gretchen and I were going to have to talk about that business of renting herself, and I needed to get that word out of my vocabulary.When I dressed and came back out, Dio was smoking a huge cigar and listening to Gretchen and Devon talk. The two were seated on opposite ends of the couch, facing each other."Three months," Gretchen said."Dat's too.