When the farmers and other merchants came in from the countryside, they were carefully screened to make certain they were all followers of King George... and would cause no trouble inside the marketplace or in the vital dock area where all of the supplies were landed almost on a daily basis. None of the civilians wore any item of clothing that might be associated with the Patriot cause and blue jackets and coats were a non-starter because it was too close to the Rebel uniforms of the Continental. I let it go and just continued to give her shit because she was going to wear it in front of a bunch of strangers but not for me.She called me on Thursday afternoon after she arrived at her friend’s house. Her friend is single and not very tidy, so she spent the whole afternoon cleaning the house for the party. Friday she spent shopping for the party, and cooking and more cleaning. She called me Friday night and said she was beat and was already ready to come home. She apologized for missing. "Jason puckered his lips and kissed the top of her glans."No. On the shaft, about halfway down."Jason kissed Cat's girl-cock again, then opened his mouth." Ah ah." Cat smacked him lightly on the top of the head. "Remember, do what I tell you. Now, put your lips to it again, like you're going to kiss it, but leave them. Just let it rest there." Jason brushed his lips to her and remained in place.Cat squeezed, flexing and relaxing the muscles in her pelvic floor. Her girl-cock raised sharply then. "Look, I wasn't there, but Zach was, and you know how he has the hots for you, right?" Bonnie nodded impatiently, knowing it would do no good to rush Jake. Having the hots for her wouldn't help Zach either, as she had no interest in him."Well Zach heard Kevin bragging and wanted me to know, the whole big brother watching out for the little sister thing." This produced a snort from Bonnie; she had Jake by several inches and twenty pounds, although a lot of the difference in weight was in the.