Being now intrigued, I agree. So we chat and he tells me that he hasn’t been with a man in a few months and thinks we will get along great. He exp...esses his need for discreetness and I agree with him. So we finish our beers and chat some more. After another beer and finishing our cigars he suggests we go to his place for a night cap. Feeling like a school girl, I almost jump out of my chair.I follow him to his townhouse, stomach filled with butterflies, thinking I am finally going to have. She had serious business this night. She sipped a long neck and made eyes at her target. It had to be this night because she had a single prop plane at the ready.It took him a half hour before he approached her. “You don’t seem very socialable tonight,” he told her, ordering another beer.“Depends on the man,” she said seductively. She saw that his hair had thinned out and what was left had streaks of gray plus his beard was halfway there.“Can I buy you another beer?” he asked. He was huge. Well. She lifted the box up and carried it to Amy's bed, then took off the lid. As she looked inside, her eyes lit up in a way Amy had never seen before."Wow," she said, holding up a thick cobweb of rubber. "What is all this stuff?"Tearing her vision away from the pillows on her bed, Amy glanced at the item in Megan's hands. "That's a head harness," she explained before turning back to the pillows. She couldn't even bring herself to look Megan in the eye."It's OK," said Megan in a soothing voice as. "That Legion's out there ripping up the countryside out Lynchburg way where they hanged them Tories. I got'a get to work," I told Missy, bending to kiss her cheek. "Foster's sent what's left of his company out yonder." Lot a good you'll do," she said. "Look what happened in Bedford, hardly a barn left my cousin told me." Missy shook her curly head. She was still dressed all in black although she had told me that several eligible suitors had already come to call and pay their respects to her.