I kicked my horse and moved that way while a part of my mind suggested hesitation and care as well as minding my own business. The first things a saw ...hen I broke out of the treeline was a a small farm house, a good sized knot of horses, a man holding some of them and obviously guarding the others. His back was to me and he wore a militia uniform. He was a Tory.I counted six well-groomed mounts at the fence gate, and then I saw some muskets stacked on the porch and the body of a man sprawled in. The redhead watched John and Calara darting smouldering looks at one another as they walked, and she quivered as a thrill went down her spine. “You could cut the sexual tension in the air with a knife!” she exclaimed, biting her lower lip with lust.“Calara thinks she has what it takes to challenge me; I’m planning to remind her of her place,” he promised in a deep voice.“Well, damn...” Dana grinned, rubbing her hands with glee. “I’m glad you insisted I come along to watch this.”“I have plans. I was unsure of how it was done in general and how Uncle Bert had done it, specifically. Was Andy programmed to reveal her true feelings to me? By that, I mean those feelings she would have had if she had not been programmed. Or, were her only feelings those which had been programmed in her, so they became her true feelings? Or, was it a combination of the two set in some way by Uncle Bert to give me the best of both worlds?I had many questions about the control, the programming. One thing I. As I drug out my tool, I began to pee into the urinal. I felt likeI could pee a gallon right at that moment.Suddenly my tool began to stiffen and rise up. I was shocked at just howmassively hard I was becoming. It almost became so painful as it strainedupward. I could feel myself suddenly wanting to shoot a load right therein the urinal. I stood there facing the urinal, contemplating what Ishould do, when I noticed that the back of my hand had a softer look toit than it had earlier. It almost.