"You are the birthday girl. It is your day to relax." Can we go out for some ice cream?" she asked."Sure," said Sarah enthusiastically.I shot a look a... Ashley and tried to speak before she had a chance."I think I will stay here," I said while trying to convey to Ashley that I wanted her to do the same.Ashley nodded at me with a smile. "I ate too much cake," she said. "I will get fat enough the way it is." Suit yourselves," said Sarah with a smile. "It will just be the two of us."Bree smiled. He had left the house over an hour ago, and since he hadn't said where he was going, or when he would return, she wondered. It wasn't like him to go off without letting her know where he would be and when he would be home.She leaned back in the tub, the fragrant bubbles bursting about her.She loved to be clean, as clean as possible.Yet, she loved to feel her son's piss all over her body, too. But that was different, she knew. Having her son piss on her was delicious and exciting and made her. ”“It might take a little longer, but not much. The company is in Dallas so it’s about eight hundred to a thousand klicks one way,” Don replied. “Oh, that reminds me, we won’t need another tractor. Jesse Arceneaux managed to get leave so he could be here for the funeral. He told his uncle that he didn’t want to farm, but he’d like to keep the house so his mom and siblings don’t have to move.“We should buy the land,” I suggested. “I know that we don’t have enough help to do anything with it right. I trusted Sebastian enough to respond to his plea. Even knowing that there was bad blood between England and France, I still didn’t want to start a war with the French without the King’s permission. I explained what we were doing and why, even sending Sebastian’s request along. I also let him know I was leaving behind a defensive force equivalent to the thirteen thousand troops I was taking--a defensive force that would be extremely wary of a surprise attack while so many of our troops were.