My husband owned a small plantation in South Carolina. Though we were southerners and Jim, my husband, went to fight for the south we both believed in...the northern cause. His platoon was in such a hurry we never had a proper wedding night. In fact, we didn’t get to properly consummate the marriage. I did, however, get to give him some relief before he left. Jim took me out to the barn, while in my white wedding dress, and told me to get down on my knees. “Belle, please! It will only take a. Having finished half the strong screwdriver, a fitting name i thought, as i couldn't help but grin, I was setting it down on the shelf as I could see a vague outline of him standing there with only a matted glass shower door between us. He opened it calmly, staring at me with a smile. I said nothing. Legs spread, my nipples hard from all the scenarios rushing through my mind, drenched from the now steamy hot shower. I just sat there waiting for his move.He stepped away from my sight for what. 'Sorry, if you don't want to be grabbed, you're going to have to wear something with cups.'."No!".'How about a blouse?' She said, reaching in and pulling one out.."Well..." he thought about it. " ' You got one that looks more like a shirt?".She didn't answer: She was too busy looking at the ghost blouse in her hand. 'So that's where this robe came from.'* * * Ghost Nicole had put on one of her bras and panties, and was getting into a skirt. 'I'd put on some underwear. I'm going to do it anyway,. It’s probably real quiet around here compared to where you from?”Bailey inhaled and held it for a moment. He shook his head in disagreement.“Oh naw? Fah real?”Bailey blew a stream of smoke. “It’s about the same as where I was before.”“Where was that?”“Some suck ass town.”“How you end up here.”“I ran away in the middle of the night. Hitchhiked.”“Ran away. Is you legal.”“Yeah, I’m 18,” Bailey said proudly.“Aight.” Tre took a sip of the cognac. “What you runnin’ away from?”“Just crazy stuff, bro!.