The only problem is, the gold coins we get to replace the raw gold weigh almost as much as the gold itself." Can't you just deposit it in a bank?" Cas...ie asked."Yes, but if I deposited it in a bank in Boston, I'd have to come back to Boston to get it if it was even available when we came back. This time period is in the middle of what was called the Free Banking Era. This was another one of Andy Jackson's contributions. He abolished the central bank and allowed hundreds of banks to be started. He was wearing a button-down shirt that had a design the color of which precisely matched his eyes. That can't be a coincidence, she thought. No tie, 'dress' jeans and a sport coat completed his outfit."I am seriously underdressed. You look good enough to eat." He put both hands on her waist and pulled her close to him. "You sure you want to go out?" Of course, I want to go out," she laughed and pushed him away to gain some space for herself. "I want to have dinner, do some boot-scootin', and. " Apparently so," I replied.My wife turned took at me, and though she didn't say a word, I could see a certain agitation towards me for not condemning it. But I couldn't condemn it. I found the whole idea hugely exciting. In fact, though my wife didn't know this, I had frequently masturbated, late at night, after my wife and gone to her separate bedroom, to the whole idea of that young, handsome black guy fucking that young white girl across the street (and with her own husband's apparent. " Katie's fingers lingered for a moment, then they slid between the waistband and the sensitive skin of Meg's lower back. Katie continued: "And we can snug up the string a little bit between your butt cheeks I think." She followed the thin strand of cloth with her fingertips, at once pulling upward and pressing inward. Katie's fingers were soft and warm against her sensitive skin, and Meg reflexively spread her legs slightly. Katie's fingers lingered between Meg's ass cheeks, just above her.