To my surprise she said that she liked the idea and would definitely give it a try. We started off with the typical in the bedroom kinky stuff but soo... found that wasn’t so fulfilling and we had to rethink how to approach and figure out exactly what we wanted so we agreed we need to make it part of our relationship on a full time schedule so we did. The first thing was my personality had to change, no more talking back, no more being aggressive and this was no easy task, my ass was red a lot. Eventually, the British leader tired of the endless game of waiting and decided that his best bet was to bypass the city and take a foothold on the plateau on the other side of the city cutting off the supply route from Montreal. He knew that if he could get his force on that level plain, he would force General Montcalm to confront his force because the city could not survive without the supplies from Montreal.The French commander quickly responded and attacked the British forces in the open. I tightened my grip on them. "Go 'way! I'm not here!" Get up, sleepyhead." Go 'way! I'm sick. I'm not going to school today." It's me!"She sounded familiar. Missy? Could it be... ? Nah, that relationship was as broken as the little figurine of a diver in my personal museum of lost causes. It had to be a hallucination, or an imposter.But she insisted it was her.It sounded like her.Maybe? After all, she had mobilized the troops to track me last Friday...Friday.I hunkered down in my bunker,. I could tell by the way she was looking at me that she was clearly aroused by the sight of my teen body.“Oh yeah! You where going to come talk to me like that” pointing at her barely clothed body. The sight of her skin made my cock ache. Her legs, her ass, her breasts and even her face. She looked so youthful with the sexual desires to match. I could see the fire in her eyes. Even before I started snooping in her bra and panty drawers. The way she would stare down any attractive male on.