‘Connie, I don’t want to pretend any more. It’s not working.’ Connie nodded. Of course. Emily had been wrong. ‘All right,’ she said, surpr...sed she could speak. ‘I’ll just throw some clothes on and go downstairs. I can sleep on the couch and get up before Mom does. She’ll never know.’ ‘Why would you do that?’ Simon asked, nonplussed. ‘It’s easier.’ She glanced at him but looked away. ‘But, um, I think maybe we should keep things up for the next couple of days, at least during the day, okay? I. Her next words were a surprise, spoken in a whisper. “Touch me.” That was my permission to unclasp my hands from behind my back and explore Amanda’s soft loveliness…within limits. In times past I had been clumsy and too eager, going straight to her nipples and crotch. The paddle had fallen hard on those occasions. Through trial and error (and let’s face it, even the errors had pleasant outcomes) Amanda had basically trained me to know exactly what she liked. And no matter how wet she was she. The rest will lend their support to the Marching Army, “Jake and Tony you are the Hunters, You need to feed three companies, breakfast and evening meal. Oscar you and Levi escort the cook's wagon.”The town of Fox Wood was teeming with activity. Familys were spending there last night together. Single men were courting … just in case. Others were still making preparations. The officers were still meeting and were not even aware as five woodsmen slipped out the gate and seemed to scatter. Rayne felt her breathing quicken and turned Meg sideways, pushing her back against the wall, moving her fingertips a little quicker as she used her free hand to graze Meg’s abs up to a small, tender breast and grasp it. Meg let her head fall back and let out a moan that was a little louder and Rayne took the opportunity to kiss the front of her throat, nipping gently at the skin. This elicited another moan and Rayne closed her eyes at the taste of Meg’s skin, unable to hold back a soft moan of.