Josh really hadn't planned to do that, but he was glad he did when he saw the result.Back in the den, Josh tried to study, but as the night wore on, h... was beset with a wild range of mixed feelings. What was he up to? What was happening in his head... in his mother's head? Was it fair... to him... to her. And if it came to pass, what would be the end result? Would they grow to hate each other? Josh knew he couldn't stand that. His mother meant too much to him. Finally, he put his books away. It. ”Sandy whines as he takes a seat in the chair. He pats her head again, taking another sip of his drink.“Maybe here soon I won’t be a bachelor,” he says, looking out across the backyard. “Maybe if it all goes right, I’ll be married with a kid on the way.” He looks down at the dog. “How would you like to have a little one around to play with?”Again, Sandy whines, this time dropping her head down.“Well, you’ll get used to it,” he says, looking up, this time his eyes drifting toward the neighbor’s. I picked up the muskets and pistols from the bodies and gave them a quick search for papers or gold. I found several letters written to some and all had pouches with some gold inside. Willy had done the same and we found ourselves with 12 muskets, 8 pistols and about 10 ounces of gold.We got off to a late start after this and I saw several of the women and one other man, besides myself, that had trouble eating after the battle. I forced myself to eat something and act as if it didn't bother me. ..” Connie struggles for the right words, but is cut off by the wet suction that the man applies to her stiff nipple. It is simultaneously arousing and unnerving.Robert pauses, moving to the edge of the marble slab. “You can trust me, Connie,” he assures her. “This is going to be an adventure for the both of us.” As he speaks, she watches him lift a large rope. “Maybe this time we can just take it slow.”Connie sits up, starting toward the edge of the rectangular stone. Their first time was hard.