"I am not married, really I'm not. I am employed by Lord Howe, well, by Major André actually."I nodded. "Go on." That's it," she said. "I do what the... ask, and they pay me." You were born here, in New York?"She nodded."Then you are a traitor, aren't you?"Her eyes widened, and she took a deep breath."What do you do for them?" Seduce men, Continental officers for the most part; otherwise just attend parties, routs, keep my ears open." For what do you listen?" I asked."Inquisitive women," she. I had seen him looking at her many times, as well. He was a red-blooded man and it wasn't a crime to look, after all. I once heard some man say he would like to spread her legs open and ride her all night. But he replied to that man that she was happily married and in his view that made her off limits. Such noble and old-fashioned values, is it any wonder that I had fallen madly in love with him?I watched him hurry out and into the building each day and I longed for him to notice me standing. He stood closer to my opening. He guided his copius length into me, going slow. pushing as deep as he could, intently watching my face. For signs of pain, perhaps. I grasped his arms, making a quiet moan. He slowly pulled back, partially out, then pushed back in. “How does that feel?” He asked, making sure I wasn’t in pain. “It feels amazing, honey. More, please!” I said with a sigh. He began going faster, harder, more carefree. He reached down to play with my clit, making sure he was. She then smiled and said that is good and made some toast for us and we sat down and ate our breakfast. After breakfast, Peter and I head outside and down to the woods not far from his house. As we walked there, he asked me if I like sucking his cock and swallowing his cum and told him that is was ok but was still somewhat nervous and that I was not sure about the whole thing yet. Peter than said that it would be cool and that he enjoy having me suck his cock for him. I then asked him when he.