Tremont.”Tremont bowed in response.“Mr. Tremont came here to inform me that he has knowledge of the whereabouts of his sons. It seems as if they h...ve made a fresh start in the former colonies, in South Carolina, wasn’t it?”Mr. Tremont nodded. “They found honest work as caretakers of a tobacco plantation and they describe the opportunities there as very tempting. They will never come back to England, but I would ask you to withdraw the charges against them. I would not have my sons under that. ..?" She starts. He looks at her, smiles, and then pushes her up against the wall. She reaches for his cock and strokes it a few times, feeling how it gets hard for her again. He doesn't say anything, just looks in her eyes. She wraps her arms around his neck. He reaches for her hips, she jumps and wraps her legs around his waist. With his hands he supports her buttocks. Pulling her up a little further. Then slowly lowering her onto his cock. She moans softly as she feels his cock sliding. His mother had asked him to interview him for a position he had open in his electronics store as a cashier. Julie was apparently the granddaughter of one of his mother’s friends. His mother had been a little unclear about her past, just saying she had been in some trouble when she was younger and was just looking for someplace to get a good start in her life.She was a small girl, maybe just over 5 feet tall, dark brunette hair, a pretty face with bright brown eyes. She was slim, maybe 105. Luckily, we were naked (even Kelly had peeled off her tee shirt at the first rest stop) so the breeze had kept us from dissolving in our own sweat. Altogether, it had taken them a little over one hour to make the climb. It had been worth it, however; the view was incredible. Far off in the distance to the north-west, they could see the city from which they came, covered by its smoky haze of pollution, and way off to the southeast, the mountain chain of the Appalachian range. Closer by, like a.