Her confidence was well deserved."Well," she said, "you have had your look. Now what?"I stood, bowed, introduced myself, said I was from Maryland, and...suggested that she had been telling lies about Continental soldiers and officers."Hardly," she said. "Every one I've met, well, I've never met one that is a match for the King's men or his brave allies. You are losers, weaklings, all of you, not fit to polish their boots."I took a step toward her. She did not retreat. "You must have met tired. .” Her words were broken up by slow deep thrusts from her husband. She blinked away the sleep of her eyes and stared up into his green eyes with her own cloudy blue. The sunlight coming in wrapping his figure in its glow for her to see. She moved her hands up around his arms. Touching and feeling his well built and fit arms. Years of military service and continued conditioning allowing him to retain that built look she loved so much about him. “…mmm, right there. Do… don’t stop.”“Oh, I won’t.”. ”Out in the hallway, she thought, he’s going to masturbate in there, thinking about how he just spanked me. He’d jerk off about Josephine too, but he doesn’t know what she looks like yet. She understood that this would be only a partial payback at best, because he would likely get some benefits out of it too. But it was the best she could do.Then her own fantasy came to her, vivid and complete. Of course, it was that she would be the one to have Jake across her lap. She saw herself wearing the. I've read the stories of peoplebeing ousted in humiliating ways, forced to pleasure old friends, todance for them, videos of them being fucked or ganged banged sent out.Whatever it was, it was going to happen and there is nothing I can doabout it.I get out of the shower and get dressed, putting on my black thong and atshirt and shorts. As I sit down and turn on the tv, there's a knock atthe door. Great who's this now, I think as I get up for the door. I openit and my neighbor that had walked by.