I ordered a vodkamartini, slightly dirty. The bartender complied and treated me just the wayI'd expect him to treat a pretty girl, though he did seem ...o do a bit of adouble-take, like he'd just had d‚j… vu or something.I sat on a stool and put one thigh over the other one, coyly. I loved theway that the slender martini glass looked in my manicured and extendednails, and the sound they made as they clicked against the glass. Before Iknew it, the glass was empty. Jesus, I must be nervous, I. So, we were a fighting force of almost four hundred heavily armed men and with artillery in support. The other two ships continued up the coast a bit further and landed in New Jersey to allow those troops a bit of extended leave before returning to the battlefield. We were the unlucky ones slotted to join in the final campaign to surround General Robert E. Lee.I thought it strange that the ship that had carried us up the coast was still tethered in deeper water offshore and that none of the. Almost.I sent them scampering and flouncing into the kitchen for their breakfasts. I went in to see how Janey was coming along, stopping first to retrieve something from my safe.Janey's outfit was loosely based on that of a chauffeur. Very loosely. OK. It was black and she had a cap. There was a vest but no blouse, so most of her luscious tits were exposed. It buttoned securely across her upper tummy and forced her breasts together and upward to emphasize their fullness. Not that they needed to. Impossible to decided what to focus on he though, the lovely, red lips, so gracefully pleasuring him, the breasts swinging with the motion of her upper body, working on the task she set upon, the silver glinting of the light, or to just lie back, close his eyes, and enjoy it.She felt the pulsation, not strong enough to make her stop. But enough to draw a smile to her lips. She spread her lips , dragging her tongue, up his shaft, looking into his eyes, playfully, letting fluids slowly drip of.