"But the plan is to have a working museum where people can see this sort of thing. In the interim, it's going to be a place where we can do some re-en...ctments and shoot a little." Civil War re-enacting seems to be gaining popularity," Jason observed."Oh, yes," Woodward smiled. "This is going to be the home of Battery A, First Michigan Light Artillery. Right at the moment, I only have the one Napoleon here, but there's a friend who will have another one here in the spring, and if things work out. With an affectionate smile, he stretched to kiss Mia's cool lips and then, more lightly, Dana's very warm ones.While doing so, he noticed that, sometime after he had fallen asleep, Mia had again dressed in his sweat pants and t-shirt. He could easily guess what she had done. He suppressed the sudden surge of worry; she was obviously okay. Briefly he wondered how she had managed to do battle for the second night in a row without having fed. He promised himself that he would find a way to get her. It was different than sharing her secrets with a girlfriend and seemed a lot sexier, especially when that man was moving his own sex organ in “the scene of the crimes”.My times with her steadily increased as her less interesting lovers fell by the wayside and weren’t replaced, except by me. Then there was a real sign of how she felt about me. Her daughter, Nina, came to visit. This 26-year-old cutie was image of her mother, including her bosom. She was having husband trouble much like her. For part of that period, he sort of hugged her with his knees. She relaxed against him when he did that.“It’s breaking up,” she said when some of the guys had gone out the door. He got his coat, and they had a long goodnight kiss. They weren’t the only ones.He called her the next night to invite her to a movie again the next Tuesday.When he picked her up, it was chilly, but the wind wasn’t blowing and the snow which had been threatening all day wasn’t delivering yet.“Look,” he said, “you know.