“Hey man how are ya?”“I'm doing fine, a little beat. I went to the sink and started running waterYeah understand that, wrestling that big rig a...round for ten hours will wear you out. He said unzipping his pants.In the mirror I could see a really nice cock, about 6” but wide, he stood there peeing, I think he knew I was watching . I've never cruised anyone, but my mouth was watering heavily. I washed my hands and face. Dried off. He was still peeing as I left.Outside walking down the path to. Fuck one, fuck them both. Seemed reasonable from an abstract point of view. I leaned forward and put my face between her thighs. My tongue danced up and down her slit, darting in and out. Brandi wiggled on the bed, moaning. My penis was hard in my pants, ready whenever she was. I had to remember that this was Brandi, not Randi the tease. Brandi deserved gentle penetration, and no sticky gift.I glanced at my watch. "By the way, what time does Randi need to take her medicine." As soon as she gets. " I said excitedly, "I'll show you my sailing skills," although if the truth were known, I didn't have any and she knew it."Okay, Horatio," she giggled, "I'll wear my other bikini if there's no one else around."After some lengthy negotiations we settled on a little motor cruiser that had definitely seen better days, but the price was right and we went up to our hotel to get some things for our little adventure. She looked gorgeous in her little thong bikini, but wore a dress over it for the. It was eighteen thirty one and Hope had more than doubled in size. The great estates of cotton plantation were making a fortune on the backs of slaves imported from Bristol and Liverpool and cotton was King everywhere …………… except in Hope Springs.They didn’t much care for strangers in Hope. They liked it just the way it was.Two more Saloons now graced the main street which was still dirt. Nothing like the fancy ways of Richmond.Five hundred men women and c***dren lived in Hope , mostly honest.