"Well, I am not going to force it on you. although that would certainly help us know each other more intimately, as Bertrand Russell once claimed," he...replied.Paraphrasing Russell was just icing on the cake. He was clearly not going to let her feel bad about spreading her legs for him. She knew that this powerful man was her best chance of getting into college. Also, the sheer excitement of being seduced by a politician was getting her pussy wet."Alright, sir, I'll do it, on the understanding. I glanced up as I rammed the ball home in time to see him wheel and start back toward me. I primed quickly and shot him off his horse at about twenty yards. He was lying on the ground, kicking, when I ran past him as we withdrew to the next line and filled in wherever we could. I had time to notice that I had hit him just above where his white belts crossed, just about where I aimed.Out of the woods came Tarleton's main force, a mass of mixed infantry in a long, double line with cavalry units. " Chicago to Mackinac race." So?" Andrea was curious, "Lots of boats run the race."She was standing back away from the biggest sailboat she'd ever seen up close and personal. Eighty-seven feet with a thirty foot beam and two decks, dual Detroit's, water maker, 250 gallon fresh water, Radar, (near and far) Side looking Sonar, one hundred foot mast, four suits of sails plus storm canvas, luxury accommodations for ten ... and rigged single handed. The boat was on the hard at the old sawmill marina. " I'll be right there," Jo replied and looked at me for a second with a smile.Joann finished her wine and stood up, and started to follow."Jo?"She stopped and looked at me, "Yes, Sir?" Give her a nice nude massage, maybe throw in the 10 steps before I join you."Joann didn't blink an eye, "I was just thinking the same thing, boss." See you in a bit." We'll be more than ready for you by then. I'm so glad you called me!"I watched her walk to the back and popped open another beer. I thought Joann.