Along the Interstate we chugged beers and smoked a bit of pot. We stopped for gas in a small town that I can?t remember the name of. There was a gas s...tation, a corner store, and a bar on the corner. The bar was old with the door and windows all blacked out. A few motorcycles were parked outside with a jacked up blue four by four. We both didn?t realize, really how much shit we had ingested until we stopped. We were a little unstable on our feet.Erin wanted another beer so she told me to gas up. And that made me fuck her harder.No words were necessary. Our hungry eyes and sounds said it all. Talk about rough, raunchy fucking--this was it--nothing could be wilder, lustier.I had never fucked anyone this hard, or with such complete wild abandon. We were both savage fucking animals, overflowing with raw, primal lust.I could feel cum boiling in my balls, my cock swelling and knew I was going to explode any minute as I fucked her like a jackhammer.“Oh, give it to me! Give it to me!”“I’m. "Don't get your panties in a twist with me, young lady," he scolded. "What? Second thoughts?" No, not really. Just wondering, ya know?" She perked up suddenly."Oh, now what's this?" she asked, nodding at Robby's table again. "Oh shit. They're heading right for him."Robby was regaling his mother with the wrong-doings of some of the more egregious felons he'd investigated when he was struck with a sense of déjà vu. From behind him came a feminine voice, this one unfamiliar."Hey, Robby! Fancy. I appreciate all votes, feedback and comments, and I do read all the comments. This story is a sequel to The Doctor’s Daughter. Both are set during the War of 1812. Since the death of Major General Brock in the fall of 1812, neither side has scored a decisive victory. There have been minor accomplishments for both the Americans and the British, but the War Hawks in Washington are eager for more promising actions that will validate Jefferson’s boasts that the conquest of Canada is ‘a mere matter.