He told them if we stayed longer, their companies would have to pay the time. "Nah," I shook my head. "He is happily married, he just likes to flirt,"... I said as I looked over at the pool. A family had just gotten into the pool. They were laughing and having a good time. I missed that part of my life, having a family, I knew I had ruined it for myself, but I still longed for it. Timothy had kept to his promise I got a text or a call from one of the kids every day. "So, it's not like marriage is. I made the decision to wear tan dress slacks, an open collar shirt, and wear my blue blazer. I hoped the choice was right. I arrived at the motel at 6:30, must be punctual. I knocked on the room door and waited for Mary to answer. The woman who opened the door was not the same Mary. ‘You said you clean up nice. Why did you lie? You look astonishing.’ Mary wasn’t wearing a little black dress, however, she wore a blue skirt and beige blouse. She had a comfortable wrap ready to put on. Mary gave. She was afraid to say anything that might ignite him.The girl grabbed her arm again and the two slaves pulled Raisa down the stairs into the bathing pool. It did feel delicious.They splashed the water over her body. Jamon reached for a bottle of oil. He also picked up a small brush and a cloth."Hold her while I soap her up," he said to the female slave.The female pinned Raisa's arms back so her chest stood up. It pushed her breasts forward as the nipples stood straight out. Jamon took the. "Miller?" I asked."Josh Miller," he said as I dismounted."I'm seeking food for the army, the Continental army," I said."Keep moving on. I ain't got none to spare." Been an accident," I said, jerking my thumb over my shoulder, "back yonder; came to tell you."He cocked his head and waited."Women said you were his son. He's dead," I said, "your father. Broke his neck, fell on the back steps."The man leveled his shotgun at me."You kill him?" he asked with unblinking eyes.I shook my head. "He missed.