.. if you're comfortable with that... uhm... what are you doing tonight?" I asked, my heart beating quickly in anticipation. This was the moment of t...uth. "Yeah, yeah I'd like that... but not tonight. I have a date with Jamie." Those awful words. A part of me died on the inside. "Oh... Jamie? You know my cousin?" I asked, feigning surprise. "Jamie's your cousin?" she replied. "Huh... I guess we'll be seeing more of each other whether we like it or not... but I would like it. I'm having. “Does this help make you feel better.”“You’re not moving,” I groaned, cupping Nathalie’s ass and pulling her closer to my right side. “Bad slave,” Nathalie said and gave Zanyia a quick smack on the rump.The lamia’s pussy clenched down hard on my dick. I groaned at that sweet delight. Then she rose up my shaft, squeezing the entire time. Her pussy sucked at my cock. I groaned at the wondrous feel of her cunt.“That’s better, slave!” Nathalie said, her braided pigtail spilling across her cheek as. "Oh---god," Andrew said, reacting excitedly to my treatment of him."Feels good?" I asked, grinning, knowing perfectly well that it did; but I just liked hearing his answer!"Oh, god yes! It feels SO GOOD!" He replied.I knew he needed to come, and had needed to even before he'd come over, but I wanted him to 'suffer' (if that was the right word) for it just a little bit longer! So, I continued to squeeze his balls in one hand, and to teasingly stroke his small, but firm cock, in the other. But I. I freely admit that if my regiment had to lose a flag I would prefer it not to be one I had given."He generously presented me with fifty guineas, as reward for saving the Regimental colour, but I demurred, saying it was Ensign Clinton who had carried it into the square, and he should have the reward. Ensign Aston Clinton had since secured a lieutenant's commission, and had transferred into the 24th Foot.Lord Brownlow would have none of it."Not at all, if you hadn't formed the square he would.