Don't need much help. Ain't many travelers in this weather." I meant the ferry, too." Well, my husband did do that 'til last week, the lazy bastard, b...t he run off, took my money and ran, the son-of-a-bitch. Him and his no-good friends're out playing soldier. Horse thieves is what they are." Loyal?" They don' care. Claim to be patriots, rebels like you. Ain't worth a tinker's dam, none a'them" She drained her glass."Lot of militia about, both sides," I said, putting down my empty glass. "Any. The first time she'd appeared in a swimsuit at training, she'd had odd tan lines that were square across the thigh, just below her crotch. The contrast between dark and light skin had the effect of drawing even more attention to her pudenda, outlined in the vee of her one-piece racing costume. I overheard her say that it was due to the Japanese style one-piece swimsuit she'd worn during the summer. Sadly, those deliciously exciting tan lines faded by the end of the week.Thankfully the freckles. ” I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. “I’m sorry. None of this is any of your fault,” I assured them and included Beck with a look. “If we’d had the conversation anywhere but school, I would have spilled blood.”“Well, I know Roger was the one that dumped the bucket of piss in your locker,” Beck said miserably.“Roberta said he was the one that dumped diarrhea in there too,” I said softly.“He’s an asshole,” she said adamantly.I shrugged. “He always was,” I said dismissively. I really. Tho a bit nervous, I let him continue, then reached over and did the same, gradually lowering his Jockeys until we had our underpants down around our ankles. We started fondling and caressing and wound up with him laying on top of me.With nothing more than instinct for guidance I guess, he pressed his cock and balls against mine and we started moving together. Well, I was totally flipped. There I was, with one of the best looking guys in school naked in my arms, with his hard penis against my.