The killing was beginning and the fires were being set. Sarah was up in good order, and her husband and servants were alerted to the danger. She thoug...t rapidly and then sent her husband, Charles, to hide in a well just beyond their large home. She knew that bushwhackers would want to catch her husband. She didn't know what their plans were, but she knew they were murderous savages. Her servants were sent to reconnoiter. Mary Lane was also up and about. Her husband, James, had been a Brigadier. I got out and went to him, “You Ok mate” as he got to his feet he mumbled “Yeah just a little shaky” he walked up the kerb and into a clearing at the back of the lay by. There was a massive pile of dumped grass and he placed his bike and sat down behind it. I sat with him and he asked me for a drink as it happened I was carrying a bottle and gave it to him.As he sipped it I noticed he was wearing typical cyclist gear a blue tight vest like shirt and blue cyclist shorts where I could see a half. Really hot as well. ‘Tell me properly’ ‘Aroused. I’m very aroused.’ ‘Good. Now the bra.’ It’s a nice bra I wanted say. Don’t you want me to keep it on? There really wouldn’t be any going back if I took my bra off. He’d see me as the slut I knew I was. He’d know. He’d always know. He’d know I wanted him to see me naked. And I did want to but I shouldn’t, I knew. I wanted him to like my body, to find me arousing. My hands went behind me and unfastened my bra. My tits felt free at last. I pulled. After some days, he said: “As you are on a vacation, why don’t you visit us sometime?”I thought to myself that I needed some fresh air so I said ok and I will let him know the date.After a few days, I reached their city. The city of lakes. He texted me their address and I went straight to their residence. (By the way, I am not dumb. I did verify that they are real before going). He welcomed me and said his wife would be home in the evening. So I freshened up and had lunch and we talked for some.