The only light came from a few candles burning in a rack in front of a statue of a woman. Searching for a place to hide, I saw a small sort of a close... off to one side of the big room, with a curtain next to the door that led to another tiny closet. With my last bit of strength, I tore down the curtain, wrapped it around me on top of my own ragged and filthy clothing, and went into the larger closet, closing the door behind me. It was hardly big enough for me to fit, but I curled into a tight. He was glad in many ways to have the evenings to himself but began to find he did not have enough to occupy him. He decided that he would do a study of the Peninsula War. He had covered it briefly at Eaton Hall but not in any depth. He rang the librarian at Sandhurst who kindly lent him a number of books. Nevertheless, for an active young man it was not enough. He joined the cricket team and that helped. He also swam three evenings a week. In addition he registered with the Garrison Saddle. The rest she let drip, reveled in its hot warmth, its sweet stickiness. The brunette came up from the blonde's legs and kissed her friend on the lips, dragging a single finger through a bit of cum that was on her cheek. She sucked the finger greedily and smiled. He pulled the two girls to their feet and entered the tenement building from the basement level. They would go up to their sixth floor apartment, where he would stand guard at the window, overlooking New York, the East River. " And how did it end? He just got up one morning and dumped you?" Kind of, I made reservations to go to a St. Valentines night dinner and when I called to tell him, he told me he had plans for that night with his wife." Aw Jesus, that's cold even for him." I felt like such a fool; foolish, used, abused, taken for granted, stupid, silly, and any other damned thing you can think of. I spent last night crying myself to sleep."The waitress arrived with their food. Carrie ordered another vodka then.