They moved inside. The Ground floor had a vast common room, kitchen attached dinning room. Backyard has a miniature pool. On the first has one master ...edroom and one more bedroom. Each having a separate bathroom. “Darling, I love this place.” “I love you too” kissing on her red lips, caressing her back. “Control yourself as we need to do a lot of hard work to settle this place and make this a place for living.” “Yes I know that but before that my monster wants to go inside its den”, and kissed. Why did he let us go? Jefferson opened his eyes, removed the smoked-out pipe from his mouth, and spat into the dust. He knocked his pipe against the side of the wagon."My new owner was a Virginia man, tidewater, and folks say he made more money out'a selling slaves than growin' ter-bacca. After a bit a'time, year or so I guess, workin' every day from dawn to dusk an' thinkin' 'bout freedom every day for even longer, I found out that a man wif a trade, a skill or a craft, might save up enough. We just lost our electrical power. We went inside and sat on the couch and watched the storm. After a while I put my arm around her and gave a little hug and a small kiss. The response surprised me when I got a larger kiss back. We started necking full time and before long I was rubbing her back and running my hand over her big firm boobs. I was able to undo her blouse and play with her nipples through her bra. The kissing was getting exciting and both of us were breathing hard. I touched her. Quickly doing the math, it means we only have 10 days if he decides to leave. But of course he will decide to leave, he didn’t come to my country to start a life here and most certainly not with a gay guy. I‘ve told him the news, and he seemed really happy about it. I mean, I knew it wouldn’t last a lifetime, but am I really to blame for feeling truly wrecked by the fact that after ten days I might never see him again? Or the fact that he is happy about that? One thing I knew, and it was that.