Albert had clearly understood even as a young man that he was not what most women would want. Doubtless if he had cleaned himself up a bit and changed...his clothes more often he could have found himself a partner, but he was not the man to genuflect to social conventions he despised, and in any event ‘a partner’ was not what he wanted. He craved sex, endless promiscuous sex with hosts of voluptuous and willing ‘young ladies’. A common enough male fantasy, it might be said, what made Albert. ”Haley was now a bit shocked and embarrassed in her own right by the forthright approach that this adult male was taking with her. She was not used to anyone speaking to her so directly and frankly about sex and life matters; even her mother had not been so direct. She glanced around to see if her mom might be close enough to bail her out of this conversation, as she was now getting beyond uncomfortable. She needed a break and she needed to use a little bit of what she had learned through. His mouth found mine and we kissed lustfully."Give me your knickers," he whispered.My knickers were like a touchstone to me, to surrender them to him meant he was in control of my body for as long as he held them. I reached under my skirt and wriggled them down my thighs and off and handed them to him."Good," he said with a big smile.His lips found mine again and this time his hand moved up my legs and his figures teased my already wet pussy. I spread my thighs just a little to encourage him. Our brigade had guides to lead us around these obstructions, but we were led astray by these so called 'guides', who were probably in the pay of the French, and it was well into the afternoon before we reached the cross roads at Quatre Bras.The brigade was then immediately formed into line and thrown forward, with no skirmishers, nor indeed with any firm knowledge of what lay before us. This precipitate action was completely contrary to the wishes of our brigade commander, General Halkett, but.