I didn’t expect the air-conditioned room to be as cool as it was, and my nipples immediately hardened, accentuating my relatively ripped hairless to...so. I stood there awaiting his next move.The tailor got up from his stool and walked towards me, the grin never fading. He kneeled once again in front of me and pulled out the measuring tape once more. Then against all the odds, he wrapped it around my thigh and simply resumed his work. I let an exasperated sigh escape my lips and he chuckled. Oh. I thought that you wanted to continue..."Her voice trailed off in a disappointed silence. Cindy looked at her in shock."But... but you took your collar back," Cindy said. "You said it wasn't 'appropriate' to wear at school, and when I asked you last night, you said that we'd talk about it on Saturday, and now this is the last day, and what, has this all been a game to you?"It all came out in a rush, and Tina looked at Cindy in shock."Cindy," she said, then, "Cindy! Stop for a second.". " He talked like that cuz he's from up no'th, New Yo'k or New Englan', I think. Anyway, don't make fun of 'im, he can't he'p it cuz he talks that way." Well, I managed not ta laugh at 'im, but it shore were hard!"A few hours later, as they were about to ford a river, Seth said, "Cap'n, look thataway," as he pointed east. A buckboard was bearing down on them as fast as the single mule could pull it. It looked like an older man was driving and a younger man was sitting beside him trying to reload. She looked just like her mother. ONE MONTH LATER “Hey uncle mike?” Maria called from the loft. “Yeah,” Mike said. “Do you want some OJ?” she asked me. “Yeah, sure. Put it in one of the small cups though, okay?” mike said. “Okay,” Maria said. She went into the kitchen and opened the cabinet with the cups. She grabbed to glasses and poured the orange juice. After pulling her shorts down a little she started up the stairs trying to be as quiet as she could. Normally if she just appeared she could.