Brandy and Barbara morosely drank their tea and picked at their little fruit cup. Brandy was livid at her sister. “Oh, shit, if I start on waffles I...won’t stop until I’m a blimp!”“Then don’t start!” Owen suggested. Of course, she had to share twin genetics with her sister. Fucking bitch! Brandy smiled wanly. She swirled the leftover juice in her fruit cup with the tip of her spoon.At least the tea and the waters had helped soothe her hangover.“Ah, that was good!” Owen smirked and wiped his. A relief column under General Herkimer was ambushed by the Indian tribes under British command and he was forced to retreat in the face of overwhelming odds.The British high command considered the occupation of the Mohawk River Valley and control of the Hudson River essential to their strategy of splitting the 13 original colonies in two. A large British force reinforced by Indian allies swept in from Canada anxious to engage the American forces as quickly as possible. They were incensed at the. Totally inept when it came to dealing with people one-on-one. Maybe she should resign herself to living the rest of her life without companionship. Finally dying as a dried up old maid. Alone. Forever.Freshman English Comp was one of the few classes she enjoyed. The instructor, Professor Wilmington ("Just call me Prof."), calmly took for granted the adulation of his female students. Young -- in his early thirties -- dynamic, and conventionally handsome. A hell of a good teacher, too. He made. Our eyes met, and it was like the wind had been knocked out of me. I licked my lips and my gaze shifted down to the curve of his lips. I suddenly had to know what they felt like. My eyes traveled further downward, taking in his short tunic with the peak in the front where his cock lay, erect. Zeus slowly leaned forward while I was examining his body, so when my eyes returned to his face, it was right there and I had to lean my head back to see him. He reached a hand forward to brush a lock of.