The girls sat on the other side of the room, big-eyed, and watched me until I became self-conscious of my bare legs and big feet. I guess I was not aw...re that my member was hanging out where they could see it from time to time until Hope came and pulled the blanket over my lap and smiled at me."Where are the Redcoats?" I asked her.She shook her head."We have any weapons?" I asked.She produced my heavy belt with its blade bayonet and cartridge pouch and a very fine horse pistol along with a. Her coat came off and she noticed that it was surprisingly warm. She began to walk around and explore she tried another lamp but it would not turn on. She was headed to the hallway towards the bedroom when she noticed the mirror on the wall next to it. It had something yellow on it, it looked like a Post-it note with something small written on it. She had to get closer to see that it was her name. She feels a pillowcase go over her head and hands grab her arms tightly, she feels a foot sweep. ********************************* The girl was hot. And she handled her weapon like she’d been born with it in her hand. If she wanted to kill him, she could’ve done so when he turned his back to get the milk out the fridge. Now they were just talking, amazingly about anything and everything besides the reasons why they were both hiding in a safe-house. ‘No the .223 is better than the .338, it’s a common misconception, especially amongst men,’ she was so effortlessly serious about all of this. "Okay!" Patsy delared, "Tha was three!"She showed Keenan three fingers to be helpful."You gotta make a rule!" Right you are," said Keenan, "Hmmmm... I declare a second chance rule. If you miss the cup you can have a second chance if you take a drink and remove an article of clothing!" Yeah!" shouted Terry. "That's the ticket!" Waizaminu!" prostested Patsy, "Waisaminu! Thas naw fair! If you c'n have a sec-hic-con' chance then I'll never get a turn!" All right, all right!" said Keenan, "You win,.