Pictures and descriptions of Andersonville and some of the other camps had appeared in Harper's Weekly. The idea of spending month after month in such...a place made her shudder."We flaked stones," Robert said. "You ever looked at the flint in that old rifle of your father's or Seth's collection of points, those arrow heads?" He sniffed. "It's called knapping."She shook her head, tossing her ringlets, wondering why the man wanted to talk for a change. She tried to look interested and was. Now only in their panties, Jenna started to rub Katie’s crotch even though her panties were still on. “Ohhhhhh…oh my God Jenna,” she cried out. “That feels soooo darn good. Keep doing that. Please oh God please keep doing that alright?” And Jenna did just as Katie asked. She rubbed and she continued to rub and as she did Katie got a bit wetter as Jenna’s hand rubbed her pussy’s lips. Katie wanted to be fucked. Katie knew that for sure. But Katie also knew that she owed Jenna something and. She's exhausted, very badly bruised and still slightly concussed. And put some heat on in this house! What your dear parents, who were also my very good friends, would have thought if they had known what their precious daughter would be getting up to, I dread to think! I'll let my self out, Katie. Goodbye Angela, nice meeting you and remember what I said, TAKE IT EASY. You've been through a rough time, thanks to your friend's brutality and your own stupidity in having anything do with her! You. He also was different. Somehow her bearing their children had left him with more weight, making him now slightly below average. Years of sun had begun to take its toll, no longer did he have a young man’s firm skin. Joints ached with a lifetime of a young mans foolishness. Too late he had gained the maturity and sense of purpose of a man, but his love for her had never wavered, he loved and protected her more fiercely then he had thought possible. She was a mature a woman now in addition to.