“Right. I do believe you will do.” He began to dress and the sound of the zipper of his pants was quite audible as she was still on her knees in f...ront of him. “Your appointment for tonight will be along shortly. Your name will be Sara tonight. If all goes well, you can expect two to three rendezvous a week. Instructions of where and when will be delivered to you.” As he walked to the door to leave, a thought jumped into her mind as she realized what was coming. “Wait! I don’t have any condoms. "And I'd hate to think I was corrupting you," she said with a bit of a devilish grin.One thing was true, though I was almost twenty one, I was still a virgin and pretty naive about a lot of things. I'd only kissed a couple of guys, and only one of which I'd allowed to even feel me up, and that was through my blouse and not under it. But beyond that, not much else. And though I still masturbated nearly every day, that had remained my private little secret which I hadn't shared with anybody,. The British high command saw the handwriting on the wall. In fact, that literally was true because of the many signs and posters declaring Boston a Patriot city and that all redcoats should be on the next boat out.The balance of power in the rural areas was shifting in favor of the Patriots and the Tory land owners were packing up their possessions and heading to the harbor to take a slow boat to Halifax or the Canadian Provinces.The further south one went, the story was slightly different. “It just takes willpower.”It was late evening when we made it back to the Double D. My grandfather had slept most of the way so he was wide awake when we arrived. I was just glad to be home. Thunder was booming off in the mountains, making the coyotes restless. Their howling was incessant and louder than normal. Scanning over the pastures, I didn’t see any of the horses out. “Cody must have brought all the horses in for the night.” I remarked. “Probably doesn’t want to be disturbed later on.”.