" What sort of trap," asked my captain, his fingers pressed together under his chin."I'm not sure where or when, but down a ways, when the British get...ready to cross the river to Portsmouth, they plan to suck Wayne's men in and destroy him, hiding their army somehow. This woman said her man would be in hiding, ready to spring the trap when the time came." Do you know where he's headed, I mean Cornwallis," Foster asked."Last I heard," Mercy said, forehead furrowed, "it was Jamestown and then. As she drew deep breaths everything became hazy.When Pat came to again she was lying on a mattress covered in sweat, cum and tears; alone. She could hear someone laughing deep and loudly, but couldn't see them. She lay on the semen covered mattress holding her head in her hands as flashes of what happened began to reappear in her mind. The smell of sex all around her.A myriad of sexual experiences - first time gangbang, multiple holes abused at once, tied up, chained down, pillaged for their. Congratulations to both of you.”Tiffany caught up with them. “Dennis, can I ask you a huge favor? Ruby says her feet really hurt. We’re most of the way to the bus already. Can you maybe ... carry her on your shoulders, please? I asked Soup and Lex, but the union would be all over all our asses if one of them did it.”Dennis looked back and smirked. “Duty calls.”That left Lev alone at the point, clearing a path as politely as he could by simply lowering his head and walking in a straight line. He. ’ ‘George, Hattie’s an eighty year old woman.’ ‘Nah, she’s in her mid seventies and is young for her age. I think she works out some.’ ‘And tell me George, how did the fight start? Wait, wait, did it have something to do with haiku?’ ‘You know it did.’ ‘George, why can’t you just go to a poetry reading and let the poets read their poems, good or bad just let them read them.’ ‘But it’s wrong Karen, dead wrong. I mean when they stand up and read a sonnet, it more or less is written in iambic.