. to see someone." Sure, sure, you always go in for something else," he said, shaking his handsome head skeptically. "But someone always manages to se...l you something while you're there. Whatever it is, you're going back into town tomorrow and get your money back. I don't work forty hours a week in the Alexander Building so that we'll starve when we're old, Kathy. It's about time you started remembering that."Kathy raised her eyes to silently protest his automatic assumption of her. Bunty sat close to her with excitement filling up his mind as though some floodgates were let open. His eyes gazed her beautiful round face and the sparkle in her grape eyes. Her lips looked extraordinarily red belying her age and but for just the one crease beneath her eyes, there wasn’t any hint to suggest that Mamta was as older as his mother. His hands reached out to hold her face and pull it closer to him. Her cheeks felt rather warm although the silky feeling of her skin on his palms was. She does so with her head down staring at the floor, one arm crossed over her breasts and the other in front of her cunt.When we get back to her place I fuck her brains out for hours telling her that she is a slut for walking around naked at the party. She cries and cries as I keep telling her about what a slut she is. But she also cums and cums.In the morning Lisa looks embarrased. When she gets up she starts to put her robe on but I stop her. "Naked, always naked when you can" I tell her."But. There was a lot of open space, so we should be able to find a decent location for the Negroes to settle down.We packed up and set out that very morning. The Negroes were in a hurry to get away from the local KKK and I couldn't blame them. Each family was in its own wagon, so that meant that we had ten wagons, nine for the Negro families and the odd one the we had taken a couple of days ago, which had fallen to Janet and me kind of by default. One of the Negro boys was driving it for us. He was.