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George's Dilemma

... Suddenly concerned, Howe pushed his troops to a full gallop, about 2 miles in they came upon George and several men. Dismounting, Howe was shocked to see several dead men on the ground at the feet of George and his men. "Ho citizen," Howe called, "What passes here? George stepped forward, "We were tending the tobacco fields, when these brigands charged us, firing demanding our horses, we refused and fired back. I lost a good slave in the attack and will have to file a complaint with the commander." Howe smiled, "It just so happens that I have the commanders ear, dear sir," a look of concern crossed Howe's face, "Sir, you appear to be injured," George looked at his bleeding arm surprise then shock crossed his face as several of his men shouted to bring the wagon. Howe was glad that George wasn't involved, he finally had enough proof to have George and his estate marked as a safe haven. Finally, Howe could concentrate on more pressing matters, such as biting and smacking Matha's huge breasts as hard as he could, god! That piece of fine british decended ass, was a woman though he couldn't have, that didn't mean he couldn't taste from time to time and with these developments that might happen alot more than not! George was pissed, the filth he'd hired off the docks to attack his home had gotten too close before him and his men had been able to put them down, one man had been killed and he him self had been shot. Shit! He didn't realise that it burned this bad, well, lesson ...

... learned he guessed. The wagon pulled up to the front of the mansion, Martha ran out to see how her husband was, though she tollerated him she still wished him no harm. True he wasn't the most handsome, practically useless in bed but he had the one thing she coveted more than anything else, money, alot of it plus he had controlling interest in all her money as her husband. All in all it wasn't a bad arranged marriage, she got all the handsome, well hung men she wanted, he got his whore. They seemed the perfect english couple in public and were the richest land owners in all Virginia. The way she saw it, Patriots, Redcoats she wasn't concerned either way as long as she got to sleep with the biggest and best of them, to her a big cock was just that, a big cock, who it was attached to was to her just a byproduct. Howe helped George out of the wagon being a proper english gentleman, he was concerned having developed a kinship with George and especially his wife. Martha was truly concerned, she knew that George had planned something to throw Howe off his suspicions but she doubted it involved getting shot. Howe walked with george as the doctor rode up a moment later, George was laying on a divan when the doc walked over and started to work on his arm. "We heard in town of you and your men's bravery, hhhmmmm you're lucky any deeper and we might have a problem." Looking over at his assisstant the doc pointed to a bottle. "Here's the leeches sir," the assisstant said. "Alright George, we'll ...