I must’ve fallen asleep, and I wake up to look for my phone. I need to know what time it is. I finally find the phone, and I am floored by what I se.... It is four in the morning, and I don’t have any missed calls. Shawna really left. I dial her number, but quickly hang up before it even rings. I don’t know what her problem is, but I should let her work it out on her own. I wander around house straightening up and putting things where they belong, finally picking up my clothes from their place of. “Excuse me, ma’am,” he said, “but with your permission we would like to step up camp for the night. We promise to be gone in the morning.” I didn’t know what to tell the man. Jim was fighting for the South but I couldn’t bring myself to tell him no. So I shook my head yes. “Thank you, ma’am,” he said. “Are you living here all by yourself?” “Yes, sir,” I said, “my husband is fighting in the war as well.” “You must be right proud of him.” “I am.” Then he asked if there were any chores that he. To have this ugly thing between your legs. But I am a father now andthere are certain things that are expected of a man. I had to set anexample to my children.Nelly gave me this brief look like I had done something wrong. I lookedat her quizzically but she said nothing further and seemed to acceptwhat I had said.Aaron had rushed back upstairs and taken the dress off.I was getting older now, I was no longer one of the first men in theraces. In fact some of the women were beating me now. . She would see BBC sometimes and he would smile and nod. Life had settled into a routine. The one thing she missed most was the visits from Sister Maria and how they enjoyed their oral assignations. Nicolette would masturbate but it wasn’t as enjoyable as have her pussy licked. Things changed one Saturday night/Sunday morning. There was a storm brewing and Nicolette was awoken by a huge clap of thunder. She sat bolt upright in bed. Then she heard talking. She looked at the clock beside her bed..