We walked into the setting sun and reached the H-- plantation in time for a late supper. Mercy carried the musket slung over her shoulder, and I toted...my long rifle and our other supplies. We both were leg weary by the time I stopped at the backyard well and drew up a bucket of cool water. I left our weapons and blanket rolls in Hamlet's care and took Mercy in through the back door and introduced her to Martha.The old slave looked the red head up and down and smiled at her. "You 'pear right. I was tired, sore and sweaty. I was ready to give her a fight.“It comes back to who she works for,” I said. “She takes her job as seriously as you take yours. She is as protective of her employer as your people are of you. She saw a way to eliminate something that was casting doubt on every professional in her field and she took it. She protected her profession and her employer ... the same way you protect your profession and your employees. She had no reason to bring this to our attention. She is always on board for a party so as we talked out the details I mentioned that I'd like for it to be a guy only party. She asked what about me? I said you can be there and if things work out like I want them to you will be gang banged. She smiled and said oh goody. I started calling all my single guy friends and told them it was going to be a blow our. I'd have ribs , chicken, and all the fixings. On certain calls I even let on that my wife was on the menu. These where guys I knew had. She was holding his head from behind and was pushing him as deeper as possible. But there were no sign of him removing the blouse. She held his hairs tightly and moved his head from her cleavage. Once she did this “ahhhhhhhhhaaahhhhhhhhh” was the shout by Prajwal. She just held her blouse and tried removing the hooks. Blouse was so tight because of her tension, she couldn’t remove the hooks. She didn’t had patience and just pulled her from both the hands. The way she tore the blouse few hooks.