’ Hosea gave a contented little sigh and laid back down in his bed. He cast a dreamy look over toward the corner as if he could see our tree of the ...pirit. ‘All mamas must be the same,’ he said in a faraway voice. ‘My mama says that I must keep up my spirit too and that I must keep my eye on the goal of getting better.’ I thought Hosea might be drifting off to sleep, but he suddenly sat up on his cot, opened the drawer of the little stand next to his bed, and gazed intently inside. I knew this. When she had become calmer, I passed my arms round her waist and again began to play with her posteriors, then, stooping down, I got my hands under her clothes and commenced to pull them up. Flushing violently, Leah shrieked to me to desist, but in vain; in a trice, I turned her petticoats up, held them thus with my left hand and with my right I proceeded to attack her bottom now protected only by her dainty thin drawers!The sensation was delirious! My hand delightedly roved over the fat plump. I would go through all of that later.I turned to look at Faith when I heard a girly squeal.Her eyes were wide and she had her hand clamped over her own mouth. When she had control, she removed her hand and asked, “Custom? God, Seth! How much do you make?”I grabbed my wallet and keys. I was ready to leave. I shook my head, stepping closer to Faith, and said, “I have to go.”I hadn’t noticed it outside, but Faith was wearing some kind of light perfume, and it smelled really, really good. I took a. "Get out." Neither man knew Connie was in the living room until she spoke. Her face was pale, and she crossed her arms to hide her trembling hands. Ron looked up, realized she'd heard everything he'd said, and started to sputter. "Oh, Connie, I didn't . . . I mean, I--" "Just get out!" "Connie--" Ron tried one more time. "She said leave." Simon stood up. At six foot two, he could look pretty intimidating when he wanted to, and right now, he wanted to. "Get out of here, and don't ever talk to.