She always had that attitude that made you want to chase after her. She gets angry easily but that did not change that fact that she was hot as hell! ... turned to my dresser going to fetch my phone, when the phone rang. *Phone rings* ‘Hello?’-Me ‘Yes is Diana there?’ ‘Sorry no she is out right now.’-Me ‘Ok when she gets back tell her I need to speak with her, ok?’ ‘Sure thing..mrs.?Who is this?’-Me ‘This is Ms. Sullivan.’-Ms. Sullivan ‘Ok ill tell her.’-Me ‘Thanks, bye.’-Ms. Sullivan ‘Bye.’-Me. They made plans to meet at a baseball game. Hours later, in an email, he began to backpedal. Later still, he reneged and said he had family responsibilities. The wedding preparations and all. A full day of activities before tomorrow’s ceremony. Although just a cousin-in-law, he was needed. But she had a hunch…so she went to the game anyway. She disguised herself somewhat in a white ball cap and sunglasses, her dark red hair in a wavy ponytail. She took her small field glasses so she could rake. When I walk down Princess Street I see men look and I in turn look as though butter would not melt in my mouth, but underneath my outer clothing rages a nude female wanting sex, the way those strangers look at me, because their wives wont do something they want to try, being that weak turns my firm thighs to jelly, as my lubrication runs from me freely down my naked inner thighs.If only men knew what a girl thinks as she passes them on the street and gives them a knowing smile, I am willing to. With a little fast talk, I managed to keep my Spencer and my revolvers. There was no question about my bowie knife, I had that when I was conscripted. Like most everybody else, I went home to find that there were no jobs. The few jobs that there had been were snapped up by the guys who were mustered out first, so there was nothing left by the time I got home to Mulberry Run, New Hampshire. I wasn't married, so I didn't have a wife to worry about, and my ma and pa had their general store, so.