‘Not bad,’ Charity said, ‘Lovely even, but too hidden!’ Clara looked at her and Charity beamed at her: ‘Your ass, I mean!’ Clara put her h...nd over her mouth then and giggled. ‘Come on, girl,’ Charity directed, ‘Bedroom will be our basis of operation first.’ Clara was responding like a school girl flirting or entering a crush and didn’t understand it at all. The look of concern and question were on her face because Charity said: ‘Okay, tell me.’ ‘You can read me that easily?’ Clara said in. I gently placed my hands between her shoulder blades and pushed her down to touch the floor and as she did so I noticed her panties had dropped further and pretty near all of her arse was now exposed, OMG she did have a cute rear end and out of the corner of my eye I saw that Tiff now had her hand down the front of her panties and was happily frigging herself off. Mel didn’t seem to be too worried by the actions of her friend and I felt her pushing back against my face forcing my nose into her. Once in the underbrush, I set aside my musket and sheathed my bayonet. Then I scrambled after what I assumed was an escaping Brit, perhaps the column's only survivor since it was not our company's custom to take many prisoners unless ordered to do so.Ahead of me I heard a shrill cry of pain, pushed aside some limbs and found myself facing a beautiful young woman with a small pistol in her hand and a look of agony on her lovely face. She was standing on one foot and leaning back against a tree.. ." Shaking her head, she added. "Finally, I drove back out here. You were in there for 13 hours, you know." Long time," I said.She nodded. "Long for me. You got to sleep through it."I yawned. "Not much of a sleep. So who's your friend?"She looked down at the bear in her lap, and made a face. "Oh, it was waiting here when I got back." She grabbed an envelope. "It came with this." She pulled out a card from an envelope she'd had sitting near her. "Who's Elise?" What? Let me see that." She handed.