We camped just outside the pretty little town that was Maryland's second capital along with the Baron's aides, Benjamin Walker of New York, who transl...ted for him as best he could, and Captain Duponceau, who had come from Europe with Von Steuben as his secretary-aide. The Frenchman was much too nearsighted to be a soldier but could spot a pretty girl at two hundred yards. He had pointed out comely milkmaids all along the road. The one he found here was named Jean McG--, a serving wench at the. ” And I did. He was pretty, wore speedo’s and very much pleased Cyn in the manner she wanted ... but he had the IQ of a gnat. Sooner or later they were going to have to have conversation ... Cyn wasn’t going to like that at all.The workmen were pleased as punch with their bonus. Ken wrote me a grandiose recommendation in case I needed occupation. I’m sure he lied ... but I accepted it sealed and locked it in the safe with the rest of the important papers.Our preparations had left us exhausted. I opened my eyes and saw my father’s smiling face next to me. I was right; it was my brother tonguing my hole.I smiled back at my father. “Good morning, dad.”“Good morning, Gabe. How did you sleep?”“I always sleep good with your cum inside me.”He chuckled and stroked the side of my face gently with his big hand. “That’s my boy.”Ford withdrew his face from my ass and shifted up to lay himself on my back. He lined up his groin with my ass and leaning in to kiss my neck. I could feel his rock-hard. ”Max’s heart sank deeper into his stomach. He wanted to believe Ainsley was kidding, but she didn’t seem like the sort to arrange a massive prank on this scale. Although he did have to admit, the charade with Cricket on her first day had been pretty epic.Charles from Security held up an iPad. “I have an initial incident report here if you’d all like to hear it.”“Please,” said Ainsley.Charles read off in a tone used by police in press conferences the world over. “At one forty-two PM, Dietrich.