I was making notes on a pad when Nina came for me at supper time. She was looking over my shoulder at my notes and pulled me from them to eat. After s...upper I went back to my room and she followed. I had to explain what I was doing and she began helping. It was after midnight when she held the paper up for me to look at. Nathan had made excellent entries in his ledgers because we had listed the day he put the first seed in the ground, both for cotton and for corn. The ledger also included when. Like some idiot, I started to cough and hack. The blood went to my face and I felt like my cheeks were on fire.Still keeping me unbalanced Bonnie set down her drink and stood, "Trish is staying at her friends overnight. If you want to fuck me, I'll be upstairs in my room." She slowly walked away, nearly tripping upon her own feet.As soon as Bonnie was gone I nearly ran to the door and started to fumble with my boots. God, how did I get in this situation?Then it hit me, with one boot on and. .. just come home." She said. She'd cry the moment the door shut; he could hear it in her voice. Cupping her face in his hands, he kissed her gently and rubbed her cheek with his thumb. He was doing this for her, but looking into the blue of her eyes made him wonder if there was another way. Matt promised him half for just being there and even a quarter of it was more than they had in their bank account. Clint wished she wouldn't look him right in the eyes, it just made him realize more how. He had done a four-year tour in the Navy, got out, but I suspect he re-enlisted because there were more available dicks and asses in the Navy than in his native St. Petersburg, Florida. He was a good looking guy, very fit and masculine, and a good shipmate, but even in those days, he was openly gay. It was that he swished and cooed, but when sailors would use profanity — as they did — or say something like “Fuck me!’ or “Suck my dick!” when they were annoyed or frustrated at something they had.