" She turned around kissing me deeply, "but I don't think the table can take all that iron you're packing. Maybe we should move over here cowboy, and ...ou can enjoy my treats since you rescued me." Well ma'am," I replied tipping my hat, "That'd be right fine of you."We had another table we used for folding letters that was a lot stronger. I moved the vacuum press back to its original position noticing that it had a little more wiggle than it did before we started. I prayed no one would notice. The white folks scurried to get indoors because they were aware of our "Standing Order" that precluded entering into the civilian houses unless fired on from inside. Of course, all domestic animals, especially horses and mules were fair and square "foraging" targets as well as any crops already collected or even still in the ground if they could be harvested without much difficulty. I was expecting to see the Sherman "neckties" start to blossom across the countryside but was disappointed and. The mixture of her red hair and green eyes reminded me of Christmas, her cheerfulness was a delight. Towards the end of our walk I summoned the courage to ask for her number. Nervously I asked Id love to keep in touch with you, do you mind if I have your number? Kylie could see I was nervous, I could barely keep eye contact. She giggled at my nervousness and grabbed my hand, pulling me close to her. I was in a state of shock not quite sure what to do. Kylie kissed me on the cheek and scribbled. While I took the liberty to strip, pull the covers down, and climb onto the bed. My cock was already hard, as if to yell, “Come on, let’s fuck her!”She donned the sexy outfit and checked myself in the full length mirror. “Hot damn girl you are sexy!”She sauntered into the room and just stood there without saying a word. When I saw her leather mini, semi-transparent blouse, garter belt, nylons, and heels, I thought I’d would pass out and fall off the bed. “Hot-dam Baby-girl I love you sexy.