I found my scouting friends and my dubious lieutenant and reported that I had gotten lost somewhere in the Barrens. He told me that they had planned t... attack New Brunswick but that too many men had deserted and the rest were exhausted. Many of our men had died in this fight, unlike the one at Christmas. He sent me back to Trenton and said that I should report to him in Morristown every other Friday by sunset. He asked if I had money, and I jingled Susan's purse at him.I avoided the scattered. Knowing that this was one of her favorite games, I decided to play along and pretend nothing was going on. This was fine up until I realized just how talented her feet were. Heather managed to undo the zipper of my trousers and was pulling my rapidly growing dick out of them. She then began to slowly jack me off with her foot.As much as I was enjoying this, I wanted more, much more and so I asked Heather if she wanted to come upstairs for a cup of coffee. She pretended to think about it for a. I started dressing more provocative each time they came.This one time I got really brazen and laid out in the back porch in a bikini I just bought for them to see.It was the skimpiest I could find.After they finished as usual they came in for a drink and as usual without their shirts.As we sat and talked, I was drooling. Then the conversation became sexual.I hoped this would spark something.It sure did.I got up to go to the kitchen and I could feel there eyes on me.Seconds after I entered the. A pair of women yelled out, "There is no need for that. They are children!"The farmer left the targets of his displeasure and moved to face the women. I took his old place pinning the children in place. The young girl's eyes were darting side-to-side looking for a way out of the confrontation. The young boys, still finishing the bread, huddled behind her.The farmer shouted, "Shut your mouth woman or I'll give you the back of my hand at our home." The two women and the farmer raised their.