Small pancakes, bacon, strawberries and cream, coffee, juice and toast. And for a special touch, a red rose in a small white vase. I could see the joy... gratitude, giddiness, and appreciation on her face as she smiled at me. That smile. It can melt steel and make me as hard as steel at the same time. Damn, I love her! The next couple of days were a crash course in getting to know each other on a more personal level. Mainly, why I left in the first place and each of us had been up to for the last. "Yes Sir." I look back over my shoulder to you with a sweet sexy smile and sparkle in my eyes.I'm about to turn around and sit back in my seat when you pull my hair and tell me "Don't move."I put the sodas back into the fridge as I feel my dress being raised to my waist, loving the soft silky feel of it against my body, thanking you again for such a perfect purchase.I am not expecting the loud smacking sound on my ass, or the stinging burning heat searing a path straight to my pussy."Shush baby. An exception was Roger, Sandrine’s pupil, and his family, who had met Sandrine in advance to satisfy themselves she would be a suitable influence on the boy. From the perspective of Roger, she clearly was. Sandrine seemed to feel the same way. Roger was vigorous and eager to learn. Perhaps not so much about French as about other activities, but his enthusiasm was contagious.None of them saw the small man. He was too far outside the light of the fire and even the lanterns many had brought.. Some of them looked vaguely familiar. Will didn't waste any time beating himself up over the fact that they weren't as prepared as they could have been. They had been ready enough for trouble. In these times, you had to be. What he wanted now, was 'overkill'.Since the smokeless powder Vicky had formulated had worked out so well, Will gave Frank some new projects. The first was an M1 Garand rifle. Frank gave the weapon a thorough examination, before proclaiming"We can make these purty dang fast,.