He was really an exceptional lover. I was amazed that he didnt just come in her mouth, because Tina was really pumping his long, hard cock and she sw...rled her tongue around his sensitive cock head alternating with some delicious sucking. After much cock sucking, Joe pulled Tina up and began kissing her neck again. After a while a slick wet trail led from her neck to her boobs, which got such a good sucking that they were red and blotchy and glistening with Joes saliva. He trailed his tongue. I touch my bare neck, where my collar used to be, and am reminded once again that I am a slave. I turn to face the wall of mirrors, and look closer at my self. I am mesmerized by the steam, the fear, the confusion. What am I doing here, in this place, naked and very alone? I touch my neck again, watching myself in the mirror. My hand slides slowly down to my breasts, lightly touching the nipples as they harden. I smile, liking the way they look. I move my hand lower, past my flat stomach. "Why'n't you jus' shoot him," George asked, loading his rifle. "He ain't gonna make it."I went back to strip the dead while George shot the injured horse and looked through the moaning officer's saddle bags. I did not find anything worth keeping, but George found a fat folder of papers we were sure Captain Foster was going to like, lists and lists of the names of cooperative Tories.The damaged officer, a fair-haired lieutenant roused himself and cursed a bit. He sat up and coughed out some. Nicole looked at him with eyes as cold as distant galaxies. She sang words in an alien tongue. They sounded like the sweetest, purest notes, but with dissonant harmonies like metal coming together in a car crash. She made strange motions with her hands, as if she was dragging her claws through soil or clay even though there was nothing before her but empty air.Glistening threads, like angel hair or the finest spider silk, drifted down onto George's chest and shoulders. Where they touched him,.