Physically she had been arresting rather than beautiful or even pretty. She had the sort of features that were finely boned, chiselled, and stamped wi...h both intelligence and strength. She was a woman who had once radiated u*********s sensuality and energy. Tall and slender, John had always been proud to be seen with her when he was younger, but now she looked ravaged, and instead of appearing, as she once had, ten years younger than her forty two years she looked ten years older. Apart from. He had told her that he had been a prisoner in Pennsylvania earlier in the war, said a whole county in Maryland had been named for the man who captured him, and he made up silly songs to the music, tortured syntax, sly jokes she did not always understand, many rhymes for Anne such as command and fan and plan, then remand and élan, whatever they meant, not always in English either.And he had touched her hair and pulled down a ringlet to dangle by her ear, applying spittle to keep it there.. “How did you sleep, Babe?” she whispered. “Great! Waking up is pretty good too so far,” I murmured. She went from kissing my neck to suck on my ear, which is one thing that makes me go crazy. She knew this and must have thought I deserved more after noticing how restless I was becoming. I couldn’t help but let out a few soft groans while she kept pumping my dick. She started kissing my shoulders and down my chest; climbed under the covers and kissed my stomach making her way down to my dick.. The spinner went around and around, and stopped at one. John and I had lost. I looked at Kim and she said, “John can’t lose any more but you can. Spin and see.”I lost. I looked at John and stood up. He knelt in front of me, put his fingers on the elastic of my shorts and pulled them down. I was naked in front of my friends; in front of John. I knew they could see my wet pubic hair. John took my hand and we sat down together.Kim said, “The game isn’t over. We don’t have a winner. Spin again. Bob.