“Will you do it for four hundred dollars and my granddaughter helps you move the furniture?” I started to turn away. She was ready to start bawlin....I told her, “All right, four fifty and she helps.” Then I relented a little more. “All right, four hundred flat. Where is your grand daughter? I want to see if she looks strong enough.”A sweet looking teenager stepped out on the porch. She was what they called a “soccor slut.” This little bitch had a perfectly toned body. The muscles in her legs. I was going to make this horny little slut beg. Again I went down to her cunt sliding my hard cock down her slit and back up. I gradually slid my cock down her slit and kept going this time to her asshole. I paused for a moment right on her bottom hole. I pushed my cock up and down her ass crack and stopped again on her puckered little asshole. Then I rubbed the head of my cock around her anal hole. "How about in here," I urged. "Yes, please. Put it in any hole, she answered. "No, maybe not," I. "Odd.... Real odd."The next item was something almost as heavy as the weighted boots. A pairof long dark sleeves attached to weighted reddish brown fighters gloves.The black sleeves were form fitting and from what Chris could tell, couldreach from the wrist to well past the elbows of a full grown woman thoughhe was sure they could stretch longer if need be. How he could tell thatjust by looking at the garment was beyond him. A gnawing sensation beganto fill Chris 's head. Something was calling. "I don't know. I wore a blindfold." Does you mother know?"She shook her head.Her mother returned with a tray. I wondered if she had been listening at the door. Before she could even offer me some ham, the door swung open and two British officers entered, hands on their swords' hilts."Who the hell is this?" demanded the larger of the two. "We discovered a horse and musket out in the woods." My cousin," said the woman, looking annoyed. "From upriver." Indeed," the man said. "Get up," he said to.