The first place I found after following a creek uphill was a tavern that was small by even backwoods standards. Twenty people would have filled the pl...ce and the kitchen stood as an afterthought on one end. I found some relatively clean straw, hid my musket and sat back to relax for a spell. Not a minute later, out of the kitchen door came a woman in a white shift, torn weskit and brown apron, holding her flapping skirts about her knees, running hard, and then a florid Redcoat with his codpiece. “What’s your name?” he said loudly.Without thinking she immediately answered, “Sta-ie-che,” and gasped slightly as she waited for his reaction to such a strange sounding name.“You’re not from around her, are you Stacey?” he replied. “You’ve got sort of a strange accent.”“Stacey...” that was a name she had heard on the videos from this planet. “I’m from the far north,” she answered. The people from the far north on Turillia had a strange way of speaking and she hoped that was also the case on. He washed himself some more and kept looking ove rta me as I washed. Then he asked if I liked masterbating in the shower. I said very much. He said he did too and asked if I minded if he did it because it had been a long day and masterbating helped him relax. I said sure and he began soaping up his dick. He started stroking and had a full hardon in no time at all. I was mesmerizied by his dick as he stroked away. He watched me looking at his dick and told me to go ahead and join him. I thought. “Yes. We’re finally getting applications for internships from college juniors again. They dried up for a while. It seems we have three branches that have evolved so far. Those who serve their two years, which is the vast majority, either move into the labor force or into college. Those who sign on for the additional six years may or may not be ahead of their peers who went to college,” Ray said.“We know certain professions still require college. Medical degrees of all sorts, legal professions,.