He was a General officer who understood the importance of lines of communication and supply to the success of his attacks and he made them the priorit...y of his planning in every operation. At least that was the opinion back when I looked at his record in the history books.He also told us of General Grant's future plans that included,"Moving large reinforcing units of the Union Army under the command of the daring General William T. Sherman to attack the Rebel positions at Missionary Ridge."The. "Let's get you settled in," said Penny, putting me down.She put all my clothes away, put all my dolls on the bed except for myrag doll Mary, which I'd been clutching to my chest throughout, and thensat down and opened the book of fairy tales."I'll read you one of these at bedtime tonight. Which story is yourfavorite?" Cindyrella," I replied, choosing at random and deliberatelymispronouncing it."Good choice. What little girl doesn't love a story about a princess?"She showed me around the house,. Just as I thought I could take it no longer they disappeared into thebathroom to clean and tidy themselves up, dressed themselves in thepretty little outfits they were wearing when I caught them out, and hadeven tidied up my room. They both sat down on the floor in front of meand watched me as I struggled with my bondage. Natalie was the first tospeak thanking me again for a lovely afternoon, saying that it was nowher turn to thank me properly. They untied the ropes securing my kneesand turned. ‘If I see any slowing down, you won’t like the feel of your neck.’ I warned to where his cock pushed faster and faster, and the look of her small pussy stretched and contracted. I watched every bit of her his cock went almost invisible. Just as I liked it. He finally stopped and her body shook, blood was about the bed and his cock. His eyes were bloodshot and his body was stiff. ‘Good job daddy! You helped your princess become a queen! Look how beautiful she is now!’ I said as I quickly grabbed.