These guys would be lucky if they were fit into the schedule somewhere. ‘But tomorrow…’ Rachel played with her hair in a flirty manner and glanc...d over at her friend to make sure she was okay with where she had been leading the conversation. Rebecca shot her a knowing grin and raised an eyebrow as she turned back to the boys to finish her friend’s thought. ‘Yeah, tomorrow might work. Why don’t you give us the address of this mystery house and maybe we’ll drop by. You know, if it’s actually not. She turned and gave me a kiss, and her soft hand on my hard cock, “mmmm Feels like Daddy wants something tonight.”I smiled, “I do want you sweetie.”She danced away. We sat at the table Kayla with a glass of wine and me with the remainder of my second beer as we ate and talked. Towards the end of the meal, I felt her foot on my chair and her stroking my dick bring it back to life again. Damn, I wanted her, and she knew it.Dishes were placed in the dishwasher, a chore for tomorrow. We adjourned. I knew enough about General Grant and General Sherman to understand they were different personalities and had their individual flaw and special skills.The true test of this struggle was how long the civilian populace could withstand the rigors of constant danger and loss of friends and neighbors and the slow destruction of their way of life. The fight was more about the incompatibility of two different cultures more than the concept of "States Rights" or the "freeing of the slaves".The new. Southest part of my city is rough. It is predominately African American. This theatre is in a small run-down strip shopping center just off the Gulf Freeway. There is an all nude club at one end, a convenience store, a liquor store and the theatre. The lighting was very poor and the parking lot was so crowded I had to drive around back. I finally found a place to park. After turning off the engine I made a last minute check of my outfit. This was the first time I'd worn such an outrageous.