Some had their rifle-muskets on their shoulders but most carried them across their bodies and in both hands.From his right came the sound of Fort Sloc...m's siege guns. Just the night before the trenches there had been filled with office workers under the command of Quartermaster General Meigs. Seth had seen the tired clerks straggle down the plank road in the early morning. If the Confederates had only known, thought the boy as he wiped his eyes and strained to see if the battleline had moved. She was wearing a leather bra covered by a sleeveless leather jacket & a leather g string completed by thigh length leather boots. The best man Jeremy had requested the dominatrix look for the stag Peter.It was already dark outside as she was walking along the long road from her car to the house so the sight of her in that skimpy gear would've been a sight. She was carrying a whip for her act plus her purse to look after her keys, phone, bank cards etc as she had no pockets on her. As she rang. Eddie’s saving grace was he was the best builder we had, quick, accurate and always made our boss a profit.The job we were on was for Dorothy. A refurb of her home. Dorothy was your typical grandmother. She always had tea and coffee for us when we got there, biscuits on a tray and fancies in the afternoon. She was a large lady in every sense of the word, large tits, large belly, large thighs.It was over coffee one day Eddie said to me, when Dorothy was well within earshot,“I don’t know. S main bohot aiyaashi ki tune ab hume uske bare main toh kuch bata” toh maine kaha “kya yaar tum log bhi na ….Haan ye baat toh sach hai ki mainey bohot aiyaashi ki bohot ladkiyon ko choda but usme woh mazaa nahin jo india main hai gandu” toh yeh baat sun kar achanak kaushik ka friend pinku bol pada “haan mere bhai yeh toh tune bilkul sahi baat kahi hai ” toh maine kaha ” maderchodon main itni dur se aaya hoon …meri khatidari nahin karoge tum log” tabhi koushik ne kaha ” are yaar yeh bhi koi.