?That afternoon Jim sauntered down the lanes heading for New Farm. It was a beautiful day, the birds were singing in the trees, and the Dorset country...side was looking its picture postcard best. He reached the farm, turned up the drive and, carefully shutting the gate behind him, walked up the house. There was no answer at the door so he wandered across the farmyard to the stables towards where he could hear noises. He opened the door only to be hit full in the face by a spray of muddy water. ' Sharon informed me as they both sat down to watch me. Her tone of voice indicated that she wasn't joking. I knelt down by the bowl and leant forward. While the food looked awful, it didn't smell too bad. I slurped some up. It was cold. I forced myself to chew. Hints of bacon, potato and assorted vegetable could be seen in the mush. Trying to keep my face clean was taking too long and I was hungry, so after a few mouthfuls I started to really eat the food, even though it was cold, I was too. Matt was kissing her at the door and Kevin could see though hardly. She was also leaned to him tight as the door closed quietly behind them. They were kissing and the noise produced was heard very clearly in the darkness along with Edith’s whispers. They walked across to Matt’s bed, hardly 10 feet away from Kevin’s bed and directly in front of his bed. A very delicious feminine giggle mixed with the lowering of Matt’s zipper and Kevin heard her sigh as Edith felt Matt’s cock in her hands to. ”I smiled, “The Scots-Irish are the best fighting men in America.”“You remembered. Now Flockhart isn’t that big, but he’s quick. Supposedly very quick.”“Good to know. Say, will you miss it, sir? Soldiering?”“In a way; it was my whole career, you know. But the times have changed; I guess they always do.”He looked off into the distance, “Now, I can still captain when the occasion arises. The men still turn to me with questions, needs, and wants. They still seek direction in all things, big and.