Slowly shadowy forms emerged from the misty woods. Men and animals, a troop of forty men passed him, the last of a group of a hundred Irish conscripts... ragged, tired and torn, sent down with a much larger force of British soldiers to fight the French. The Army was routed and the English had failed to establish a foothold. Now Bran and this ragged band of survivors made their way east along the French coast hoping to find a way home.Thinking of home caused Bran to think of his family farm, of. ..” she sighs, her mouth falling open. He pulls her up to him and their lips meet; he kisses her roughly and intensely, biting her lip, and she doesn’t resist. I stare. He moves down and begins to suck on each of her small, pink nipples. “Your tits are fucking perfect, slut,” He says, as she runs her hands through his short, dark hair. I can’t believe what I’m seeing.He slides one hand between her legs and her bare, pink pussy flashes at me as he tucks his fingers into her underwear. She moans. I thought it was fascinating to see two exceptional men locking horns. Mark is really very accomplished. You can’t expect to go up against a man of his experience without getting a little bloody. You’re a smart young man. You’ll reflect on what happened and learn from it.”Jake slowly rubbed his hand up and down her arm.“Have you and Mark talked?”“Sure we have. Mark is keen to find out how you learned of his little accounting peccadillo.”“I don’t mean about depreciation. Did he say anything. Tears streaming from her eyes, "Please, please don't send methere." her face was covered in soapy slobber as it drooled down thefront of her blouse, her eyes streaming tears. Her father was fightinghis urge to go to her. But Laurina's hand on his arm held him fast."Desrita," I helped her up. "Go into my bathroom and get cleaned upplease." Y, yes Ma'am," she responded sounding more like a four year old from thesoapy slobbery drool."Nona, please have Miss Trudy come to my office," I asked my.