William figured dead was dead no matter which side pulled the trigger so he decided to stay on the farm until the war was over. Josh sat at the table... with his father and began to oil his own rifle, a .52 caliber Sharps breech loading carbine. He had worked for his Uncle Jake on weekends for almost six months to pay for his rifle. Jake had bought a Henry Repeater like William’s and offered the Sharps to Josh at a very good price. His father had offered to buy the weapon for him but Josh wanted. With my eyes still closed, my other arm guides my hand along his spine, relishing the feel of his coat.I knew Samuel from a puppy ... his mother was under my care, actually, but died from complications from delivering the litter. My life has changed hordes since then ... all for the better, all because of Samuel. I lived in a tent then, out of work for a year and a half, thanks to the slowdown in aerospace. I sold what few family heirlooms I still clung to in a failed attempt to save his mother. WHO ARE YOU? I ASKED. NO ANSWER JUST HIS MOUTH TAKING CHARGE OF MINE AGAIN WITH THE TASTE OF MY blood STILL FRESH ON HIS BREATHE. HE REACHED IN MY SHIRT AND RIPPED IT TILL HE COULD REACH MY LARGE BREASTS AND PULL ONE FREE. WITH HIS TEETH HE GRABBED MY LARGE PINK NIPPLE AND BIT TILL I STARTED TO STIFFEN THEN HE STARTED SUCKING TILL I GRABBED HIS HEAD AND WANTED HIM ALL OVER ME. I HAD TO HAVE HIM NOW. I COULD NOT WAIT THERE WAS NO WAY I WAS NOT GOING TO TASTE HIM AS WELL. I KISSED DOWN HIS NECK. She again took to caressing her breasts and the milkman watched in awe as Julie’s milk jugs swayed in front of him.After a long while of watching her in silence he spoke drowning out the sound of Julie’s moans, “come closer” he said, hearing him, Julie was snapped back to reality.She was already within arms length (his arm) of him but Julie obeyed and moved even closer to witness the milkman produce a small jug.“When I saw you step into the shower” he said, “all I wanted to do was come full up.