I live eight blocks east and a block south. Its the other side of the white slums. Will that take you out of your way? I asked. Only by a block. I don...t mind. Evan said. I had neglected to ask why he was out so late, I was thankful I wouldnt have to walk home alone. Evan and I walked in silence until reaching my house. I live here. Thanks for walking me home. I said politely. Ill walk you to the front door and make sure youre inside and safe before heading home. Evan walked me to the front door. More exclusive.Unfortunately for Heather, Simone knew her too well. She'd gone straight to Heather's underwear drawer, found where Heather had stashed her Bitch Trainer, and left with it. Worse, Simone knew Heather's dildo collection intimately and had managed to find and take away every single one as well. She said it was part of Heather's punishment to "go without" for a little while.So, when Heather woke up feeling intensely hot, itchy, and anally needy instead of just tired and sore like. He lay down on his bed and told Miss Gentleman to 'climb on'. Miss Gentleman stood on the bed and began squatting down above his cock. She put her left hand on Jamie's chest for balance and aimed his dick with her right. She brought herself down onto it slowly and moaned again as his full length went up into her. She bounced up and down on top of her teenage lover, her pussy felt amazing.Jamie looked up at his fantasy girl bouncing on his dick and couldn't help but moan himself. 'Fuck yeah. He watched from the window as they climbed back on the cart and drove back down the track.Three days later the civilian returned; David met him on the stoop again. The man dismounted from the cart and approached the steps. “Colonel Ramage, I’m here to apologise for Major Bambridge’s outburst the other day. You have to forgive him. He is newly arrived from England, and assumes everyone is in agreement with this war. Nevertheless, we do need those horses and I will pay your price for them on.