I had stayed hard, but tried to ignore it.She was a luscious young woman, and I had been eager to bed her and plunder her ripe body before her stupid ...rother and his crew of redcoated jackals appeared. I shot the boy officer off his horse and then we ran, she in her frilly shift and half-loosened corset and me still booted thank you very much with my shirttail flapping and flies ahoo.Now we lay together in a ditch while I showed her how to prime properly and snap the frizzen closed. We kissed. What Sam didn't know when he arranged the private contest in the circular steel cage, to avenge his favourite sub's defeat, was that Amy had been remanufactured from a submissive sextoy into an u******e fighting machine.Ebony screamed "I'm going to rip you limb from limb, little blue girl, then fuck you in ways you can't even imagine" as she lunged at the frightened c***d."You're going to have to catch me first, black bitch" replied Amy, cartwheeling out of reach.Ebony wore her usual fitted. Again, Debbie had followed my thoughts. "I believe that the bathroom was the first time for either of us. We were sort of aware that you were near, but it was more like a sharing between the two of us."Then, the strangest feeling surprised me. Debbie was blushing, and I was feeling it.I didn't want to embarrass Debbie any more, so I left her.Mary was still hugging me. Wow, how much I loved both of them!Then it hit me. Aimee had told me that both Mary and Debbie loved me. How does one react to. There was a nervous silence that settled over us and I think we both knew that the time for forced small talk was over. That post "Okay, I told you I love you and you told me you loved me so what happens next?" talk where you say and admit things that usually only stay bouncing around inside your head.Where the heck do I start?Only this time it was her turn first."I meant it," she said. Her head was down as she fiddled around with her napkin and I could tell she was nervous and tense. But her.