When Foster called me in and handed me a purse, I knew it was my turn in the barrel. He smiled"Take them two friggin' females back to the Raritan Rive..., m'boy. Do it quick as you can and then git back here. No dallying." Why me?" I whined."You done good at this a'fore," he said. "Git on."It was at least a fifty miles to Branchburg, much of it in territory the British held, more or less. Although the roads were solid, it would take me a week to get there and ride back. I hitched my horse behind. . She was moaning badly..I took her to bedroom and hold her from back and kissed her neck and started pressing her boobs from back side. She said she was feeling good. I turned her and started to kiss her lips again. She started to move her hands on my dick which was already hard. I slowly removed her t shirt and saw her purple bra. Waaoo what a view it was.I removed her bra too. Now she was half naked. Her nipples were brown and pointed. I started to suck them. She was now going mad.. She. "Two days later, Abby was bouncing around the room greeting her returning sisters who had not enjoyed themselves visiting their relatives. Diane watched as Abby vaguely side-stepped questions about her initiation into the society. She only said that they would be informed about it when they became 14 and eligible to join.Diane was still a little worried about Abby's reaction to what had happened to her. She was going to bear watching for a while. That evening she went up to the second floor to. .. no, I mean yes, okay,” she said. Why had she said yes? This might be a problem; she knew how men thought, all girls did. Men, any man would be taking her yes as meaning she wanted way more than she in fact did at that moment.“Well, good,” he said, motioning for her to lead the way.The chocolate croissants were tasty. The midday coffee acceptable and the conversation light, but why was she here? Why was she talking to a complete stranger, a man? He could be a serial killer! No, he was too.