?I want you to go stand in the corner again and wait for me to come outthere so I can check your tattoo,? she told me.I quickly did another curtsey an... backed out of the room. I headedquickly and stood in the corner as told. Placing my hands behind my buttchecks together as I wait. I thought hard that I was being punished formy earlier incident with my heels and dared not move. I was there aroundfive minutes when I heard them both enter the room. I froze in placestraighten up as if my feet. ” I punch him in the shoulder and told him that he was full of shit, “I know you would have fucked her tonight if she would have let you.” He laughed and said I was right. Sam asked me what we should do from here. He asked if he should he talk with Tom to see if he wants to go farther? I told him that wasn’t necessary; Tom tried to convince me to let him fuck me after I blew him. I told him that I would talk with Stacy and see what she wants to do. I waited till Monday to call Stacy. I asked. “It's nothing, babe, just a thought passed through,” she practically whispered. “Okay, babe, well let me clean up and we will get you home,” he said. “Actually, Tre, can we go back to your place and watch a movie?” she asked. “Sure, babe,” Tre said. Later that night at Tre’s place, it was quiet with his family gone. “Go pick the movie, babe, I'll get the couch ready,” Tre said. She walked over to the movie wall, picking out her favorite movie, setting up the player. She turned to see. She was a mature woman, thirty-some, who looked as if she might have borne several children judging from the spread of her hips. "I'm Sarah McB--. My husband was with Greene and then Gates up north." She waved and swallowed. "He was killed near Saratoga in '77, on Freeman's farm. How is Miss B--?"Oh fine, very well," I said."Dora," called Sarah McB--, "bring us some of that chicken and the loaf of bread and some butter. Do you drink whisky?" she asked me."Sometimes," I said, "with some water.