She even started rattling off jokes, there were so many I couldn't remember them all but one stuck out in my mind, she said, 'What's the difference be...ween a bowling ball and a pussy? You can only get three fingers in a bowling ball!' I thought that was really funny.We walked aimlessly along lanes and pathways, not really paying attention to where we were going just, being so very happy in each other's company. We'd been walking for almost an hour, stopping occasionally for a quick kiss and a. He hoped desperately that he wouldn’t need it.In the night, Confederate cavalry arrived outside the lines on the Alabama side. In the morning, they attacked from both the north side of the Union position and the south side. Sam had put four regiments in the north trenches, three in the southern trenches, and kept one for a reserve. When the attack from the south died down shortly, he decided he had made the right decision. The first attack was on horseback, but the rest were lines of men. I had to give her that. But it was a stupid offer nonetheless, an offer only idiots would take up. Status required recognition and recognition was not something any criminal wanted as our entire freedom rested on our anonymity."I think I have something better in mind." I said as I gave her nipple a light squeeze."Name it." she snapped desperately. "I'll give you anything." I'm sure you will, darling." my hand slid down her body, passed her midriff, her flat stomach, and then the cute triangular. Her strawberry blond hair, so similar to her mother’s, called for other colours and again cloth bales were hauled from the storage until Miss Wilson was satisfied. In the meantime two tailors worked on the dresses Ellen had been given by Eleanor to make them fit better on her more mature form. Alll this was like a wonder for Ellen and she was properly awed.A shoemaker was the next address, and Ellen was fitted for a number of finely crafted boots. That accomplished, the women hurried back to.