None of the civilians wore any item of clothing that might be associated with the Patriot cause and blue jackets and coats were a non-starter because ...t was too close to the Rebel uniforms of the Continental Army. The favorite color was red because it complimented the redcoat uniform of the regular British Army.There were no Indians with the British and that was because General Cornwallis’s wife had expressed a belief that they were savages and smelled quite dirty all the time. The Indian. Why are you being like this she meekly asked ? He replied he should have been like this ages ago.Stay like that he commanded.As she was leaning on his desk with her hands he rucked her dress right up over her back.She was scared but yet even more turned on.He admired the view of her from behind,the stockings,heels and the black pants dissecting her arse in to two smooth mounds of flesh.He was erect and she was wet at him viewing her like this and him basically dominating her.She turned round to. “You really should watch where you’re going, Maggie.” Clemency was in a long black cloak. She smiled at me, and swept her hands along her cloak as if modelling it. “I was working, and only just got away.”“You could have called me.”“Well, in a way, I did.”That bloody did it. “OK, I’m done with this woman of mystery shit. You know you didn’t call me in any sort of way. You’re just playing fucking mind games and I’ve had enough.”“Why did you walk this way?”“What do you mean?”“It’s hardly the. His thumb and index finger lightly pinches my nipples and then flicks back and forth across my engorging nubs. I am holding my breath through the sensations; it now rushes out of me as I take a shuddering breath of air into my lungs. I lean my head back onto his shoulder, letting go with the orgasmic sensations running through me from head to foot. I feel everything, sense everything; I crave more, I want more. He kisses my neck, running his lips up to my ear, his warm breath on my skin,.