”Tim drew back the belt and delivered a blow with a force that it amazed Gerard who, standing at the head of the table, watched his mother’s react...on. A second blow landed and tears formed in the woman’s eyes. A third stroke landed and his mother’s eyes begged Gerard for mercy, a fourth, a fifth, a sixth. It was obvious Tim was using all his strength, a strength no one knew a twelve year old could muster, to release the ghosts of fear, pain and hate from his system. The blows landed faster,. “Jesus, if we lived alone your neck and shoulders would look sick after I am done with you,” Calvin grunted.Much as I would have loved being bitten and orally abused, I was, nevertheless, pleased that he didn’t follow through on that threat. As he feverishly ground his knob into my crotch, Calvin’s mouth gave my head a very animated working over. With hair and spit coating my face, his grunts above all excited me incredibly. Added to this, his intoxicating odour had now begun to ferment even. Surely war affects all of us, those fighting and those left behind. If there be no good reason to fight, then those who lead nations into war by lies and deceit should be punished for crimes against humanity.The end of conflict created opportunity which my partners and I were quick to pounce upon. The shipping of the South had been ravaged, the ports burned. Sherman had destroyed the rails of the south.We assayed the landscape and saw the potential of one harbor untouched by the war,. " I said trying not to laugh to much. Kim was dressed normally, a nice skirt and preppy pink top, her blond hair done in a perky ponytail. Meg was dressed in a long painters shirt, her slightly darker hair a mess. The collar would not be easily noticed unless she had a few buttons of the shirt open, as she did when she arrived at my door."She begged me and promised to do anything if I let her come along tonight." Kim explained. "I didnt think she would really do it, but here she is." I turned.