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Rebel in the SouthChapter 9 Gertrude

I told my captain that I wanted a week to take care of the lady's sister who lived up on the Hudson and was being harassed by some foul Tories. I said they would let me borrow two horses, and I would rejoin Greene's team down on the Chesapeake, no harm done. He looked dubious even after I showed him on the map, but he let me go, and gave me a written pass. At that time, I had a good bit of money, blood money for the most part, the coins of dead men. I went to the stable, said the madam had...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 10 Toward Annapolis

So southward I rode, sore and well pleased with myself, going toward my own state, Maryland, and looking forward to the fleshpots of Annapolis Town which, like most ports, was known for its tavern wenches and sturdy ale. Once across the line laid down by Mr. Mason and Mr. Dixon, I felt much more at home. I believed that the air was cleaner and the breeze fresher as I rode until I was satisfied that in one more day I could reach the capital where I hoped to find my outfit and General Greene...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 11 A Favor

Baltimore was full of rumors and women of easy virtue, and that is where I caught up with Foster and my companions. The Maryland legislature was in session when we reached Annapolis, so we paused there for a day or two while General Greene outlined his needs and shortages. General Mordecai Gist, who had survived at Camden by taking to the swamps while Gates skedaddled, agreed to forward whatever supplies could be squeezed out of the Maryland counties, but no one thought much was to be...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 12 The Swede

Now Philadelphia I am sure had more whores than any other city in America at that time, but Georgetown housed a higher proportion of friskers, I believe, than any place in the world. I guess there might have been a thousand inhabitant of the small, busy port, with a lot more on Saturdays, but there must have been at least a hundred trollops among them. They served the merchant fleet, which was numerous, as well as the tobacco planters that visited regularly, nearly every weekend, the factors...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 13 Violet

In the western part of Maryland, I ran into a peculiar situation one day when I was scouting ahead, looking for good road that could lead us to a crossing of the Potomac. At a crossroads a sale was going on, not exactly an auction although some items were being bid on and sold to the highest bidder. I asked what provoked the sale and was told that a tobacco farmer's wife had died, leaving him with several small children and only one full-grown son so he had decided to give his children to...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 14 Southern Women

On November 12 we reached Mount Vernon where Mrs. Washington was getting ready to travel north to join her husband for another long winter on the Hudson. Later the British came to visit while she was away. It's a fine, big house, even if a bit run down, and was built right on the river as were many of the large plantation homes in Virginia. We enjoyed a good meal, and most of Foster's company, but not the Frenchman, declined the offer of slave girls to warm their beds. Mine was a young...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 17 Melissa

They had kidnapped the colonel's wife. That was all we heard. The staff officers did not say who had done the kidnapping or which colonel had lost his wife; they simply said to Foster's company: go fetch her back. So we dispersed after a glance at the oval miniature of the dark-eyed lady and a brief description of a twenty-some-year-old who stood about this high (the vain captain held his hand shoulder high) and weighed perhaps eight stone or so, so he said. There were likely ten thousand...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 18 Dimity

A few days later a motley bunch of bushwhackers got surprised by Foster's screening company as they lay sprawled by their makeshift tents. They were armed, dirty and stupid, but they had a woman with them so we stopped to find out what was going on. At first I was not sure that the woman was still alive. "Who's the girl?" Lt. Foster asked the man who claimed to be their leader. "Damn if I knows," he said, "but we been horsing her reg'lar, las' couple a'days." "Where did she...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 19 Ninty Six

Over the next few days I rested up some with a Whig family that dressed my wounds, applied some herbs and spiderwebs here and there and shared their meager supply of food with me, a lot of corn mush and hominy. That strap had made the worst looking mess of my body since the Battle of Trenton when I got horsewhipped for helping a quail named Sally among other things. That story's back in Book Three I think. I was pissing blood again, and it took a week before I could see out of my left eye....

Rebel in the SouthChapter 21 Lucy

I was able to keep all the spare muskets and dead men's ammunition only two days. Then I got persuaded, talked out of it you might say, convinced anyhow that it was in my interest to let the stuff go. I must admit that I was well rewarded. I rode into a small, nameless crossroad's village about noon under a sky that promised rain, found the blacksmith at work and got him to look at my two horses' feet and shoes. While he did that, I visited the local and had a bitter pint of beer. "See...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 22 Dawn

Two days later, I really got to test my wellness and fortitude. It was late in the afternoon when I heard the whip crack and the scream of pain. Off to my right, in what appeared to be a fruitful hollow, spread a plantation with a big main house, a double row of outbuildings and a cluster of slave quarters. I rode over out of curiosity in time to hear the whip and the sharp outcry again. It sounded like a young boy or a woman to me. A saw a cluster of people in the back of the brick house,...

Rebel in the SouthChapter 25 Slavery

"Now, y'see them two," the big man said, leaning back in his chair and taking his cigar from his soft-lipped mouth. "Them two's m'pride n'joy; yes they is. "Come ri'over heah girls." The pair of youngster approached meekly, hands behind them, heads down. They looked a bit like twins, nearly the same size and color. "Now these two, they had different momma's, yessah. Would you believe it?" He grabbed one girl by the thigh and turned her about. "This here one, we calls Yasmine....

Rebel in the SouthChapter 26 Portia

Unfortunately, a half day later, I was back in the soup. I heard the noise before I saw the problem, and the problem turned out to be a sight larger than I first thought it was. Two good-sized men were wrestling with a women in an open-sided shed, and their intentions were clear since one had his foreflap ajar and his long member dangling in the breeze. I dismounted quickly and ran at them, obviously unseen. I pulled one off and tossed him aside and then got the would-be rapist's arm up in...

Rebel 1777Chapter 9 Recovery

Three days later I awoke in Susan's bed with a full-fledged erection. I would not include this fact except that I had suspected I would never have another. I just lay on my back and enjoyed the feel of it poking up and rubbing at her thin quilt. My lieutenant had given me a pass for a week's leave after I told him what had happened to Susan and me and after one of those doctors over in camp looked at my bruises. He thought the stocking on my injured member was funny until he pulled it off...

Rebel 1777Chapter 10 Problems

By nightfall I had spent some time and more than a few of Susan's shillings in Princeton taverns and had a reasonable idea of what was going on. Lord Cornwallis had headed toward the river with most of his force, moving a lot faster than Howe ever thought about except when he was pursuing Loring's wife, so big old Washington and his straggly bunch of continual losers was in trouble down at Trenton, the Princeton Tories said. "Cornwallis will bag him," seemed to be the consensus. He had...

Rebel 1777Chapter 11 Progress

By the time I reached Princeton, the savage battle was over and the town was being looted by the victorious Americans. There were small piles of mangled and stripped bodies everywhere. I found my scouting friends and my dubious lieutenant and reported that I had gotten lost somewhere in the Barrens. He told me that they had planned to attack New Brunswick but that too many men had deserted and the rest were exhausted. Many of our men had died in this fight, unlike the one at Christmas. He...

Rebel 1777Chapter 12 Otto

The next night, at about 10:30 we heard boot-shod feet coming up the short path from the street, and I rose to stand beside the door. At the quick knock, Felicity pulled the door open and let her visitor see her in her plum-colored gown, with her more than ample breasts overflowing the low, lacy neckline and her dark hair piled high above her fine forehead. The man snorted and stepped into the room, his decorative spurs a-jingle. I slipped behind him, closing the door with my hip, put my hand...

Rebel 1777Chapter 14 Magda

During that week I learned how to use my fine, new rifle with its heavy, octagonal barrel. I soon found that with patience, correct elevation and the proper rest, I could hit almost anything I could clearly see, so I decided that instead of having Felicity dragoon another foolish male to her doorstep the next Thursday, I would bag my own. I hated soldiering, but I enjoyed hunting. When I told my pillow mate of my plan, after we were able to get our breath and speak rationally to each other,...

Rebel 1777Chapter 15 Ginny

I have thought about this, about her, for some time, trying to decide if I could even describe her, if I should try. I had never seen a woman take her clothes off so carefully or artfully as Ginny did in the upstairs room with the huge bed, piled high with soft, thin mattresses. I just sat and watched in admiration and surprise, mouth drooped open, as she peeled out of her worn garments and let me see her lovely, long body bit by glorious bit, turning now and then and letting the dim light...

Rebel 1777Chapter 16 Gelding

"It's getting worse out there," Felicity said at supper. "The Hessians were bad, frightening, brutal, and they're still around, but now the Redcoats are tearing up the countryside. Rape's back on the increase, common as sin ever was, and the Redcoats don't mind doing boys." She looked across at Ivy who keep her eyes down and ate her food voraciously as did her brothers. "I saw some of that kind of thing out in the Barrens," I said. "Got me a young lieutenant, too, without much of...

Rebel 1777Chapter 17 Ransome

I found two Redcoats standing at a crossroads looking at a small map. I stopped and asked if I could help them. They told me that they were looking for the Post Road. "If you'll ride to that rise," I told the young ensign, "you should be able to see it." He kneed his horse and galloped away. "Got any tobacco," I asked the noncom, a small but grizzled veteran who looked at me suspiciously. He dug in his pocket and produced a twist as I stepped behind him, yanked up his chin and cut his...

Rebel 1777Chapter 18 Deceived

I decided to head back for Mrs. Snyder's welcoming bed and managed to get thoroughly lost within a hour after sunset. I spotted a campfire ahead and walked my tired horse in that direction. It proved to be two more Redcoats, obviously guarding a crossroads and very unhappy with their cold duties. They had a pretty good fire going and were grilling slabs of ham on their spike bayonets when I walked into the circle of light. One put down his meat carefully and lifted his musket in my...

Rebel 1777Chapter 19 Jailed

I awoke with sore shoulders and realized that they had left me with my arms tied behind me, still stark naked. I had somehow managed to sleep in the straw on the jail floor along with various of God's smaller creatures including a large family of field mice. I struggled to my feet, disturbing the scurrying mice. The cell was about eight feet long and four feet wide. All four walls were stone and there was one small window with iron bars high on the outside wall. The day appeared to be very...

Rebel 1777Chapter 21 Retribution

"We gotta do something about them damn Germans," the captain said at one of our rare winter meetings. He passed the jug and asked for suggestions. We drank his whisky and waited for him to tell us what he had decided. "Ought to make it like a surprise if we can," he said. "Catch 'em sleeping." "They do put out guards, pickets," somebody said. The captain made a face at him. "Get rid a'them first," he said, "quietly." "What brought this on?" I asked. "More rapes, more...

Rebel 1777Chapter 22 New Brunswick

My trip to New Brunswick encouraged Captain Foster to plan a raid on the German headquarters in our area. "No sense a'waiting in the cold for them to come out," he said. "We can go right in an' gig 'em." It sounded good, and I described the barracks they had and the officers' quarters. I guess there were about forty or fifty of them stationed right in the town and more out in scattered posts. We had a dozen men, and the odds did not seem exactly grand to me. Captain Foster said he...

Rebel 1777Chapter 23 Girls

Probably the oddest, and for a short time the funniest, of my winter adventures, involved another tavern where George and I came upon two young British subalterns who had brought a pair of the local beauties in from somewhere nearby for a meal and a screw. The men seemed drunker than might do them good in bed and the young women looked disappointed if not downright angry when we arrived and sat smiling at them. We assumed that the girls were from Tory families, but we did not let that...

Rebel 1777Chapter 25 Trudi

The five or six of us in my group generally hid out somewhere along the south branch of the Raritan, but because we could not trust our neighbors very much despite the rapine of the Hessians, we were constantly on the move and seldom slept in the same place more than a day or two. There were many empty houses in the region, but few willing women. On one scouting foray, looking for new boots and girls of easy virtue, I did find one that I thought took a shine to me, and my pride and lust damn...

Rebel 1777Chapter 27 Family

We were all curious when the big wagon pulled up and five women tumbled out and started raising a big tent with the help and shouted orders of the two burly men. A few questions led to a lot of volunteers. They were building a whorehouse and those who helped put up the tent were promised first crack and reduced rates. I ambled over and found three quite sturdy, dirt plain and tired looking women, one very young girl with a slim body, bad teeth and a mop of golden hair and a women who...

Rebel 1777Chapter 28 Whisky

On another chill winter day as I sat near our small campfire roasting birds one of the men had brought down with his shotgun, a bedraggled young woman stumbled in with blood dripping from her nose. "Help me, please," he mumbled as she fell into my arms. I brought her near the fire. She looked more than half-frozen and wore only a torn dress and apron. She was both barefoot and hatless. The rest of my group was out hunting, I was taking my turn as guard and lookout. "Over yonder," she...

Rebel 1777Chapter 29 Six

I think it was just after that when Captain Foster sent me down to the barrens south of Trenton to see about a friend of his. Somehow he had received a message about some kind of trouble so he gave me directions, told me to take three days' rations and go find out what was happening. "This here's a friend, now, remember that," he said with a smile. "And stay out a'her bed. Her man was a good soldier, died bravely on Long Island. Him and me chased the girls together when we was...

Rebel 1777Chapter 31 Surprised

Shortly after that adventure, I had one of my most embarrassing days of the much-too-long war. I was standing guard one early-morning moment and the next thing I knew, Jim was screaming. I awoke with my face in a cold mud puddle, wondering what had happened until I felt the pain begin to swell across the back of my skull. Obviously, I slowly figured out, someone had clubbed me while I was supposed to be guarding our camp and everyone else but Simon and I were asleep. I lifted my head and saw...

Rebel 1777Chapter 32 Ambushed

Having a girl in some private was a real treat that winter. Usually there were eight or nine men and two or three women grunting and groaning in one of those square, log shelters in Morristown after somebody showed up with a jug and a whore or two. I had to be pretty drunk to get involved in those long evenings, but I did a few. One of our patrols had disappeared, just vanished. Six men gone. Captain Foster was mad as hell and told the rest of us to get out there and find out what happened...

Rebel 1777Chapter 33 Rebecca

I think it was about then, shortly after I had lost my stripes again not that we got paid often or much, anyhow at about that time the captain gave me a special assignment because I was the only man available and unoccupied. He told me that clearly when he called me. "I'd rather send 'most anybody else," he said. "I want you to promise me that you'll stay awake, stay sober and stay out of fancy women's beds until you get to Trenton." "Yessir," I said by reflex. "My cousin's...

Rebel 1777Chapter 34 Burial

Right after that, I told Captain Foster I needed to check with my spies in Trenton, and I headed down to see if I could help Nancy bury her Pa, hoping she had not already married and taken care of that task It was still pretty cold with ice in the creeks, so I doubted that she had. I reached her small home about nightfall, and she was happy to see me. Kissed me, fed me, and bedded me. "I'm goin' to marry him." she said, when we paused after exhausting each other under the covers of her...

RebelChapter 80 Erina

(Editor's note : sorry about the repetitions - just sloppy bookkeeping) The visiting politician was old, perhaps seventy, maybe more, bewigged and pantalooned, accompanied by several servants and his toothsome wife. It was, of course, the wife that immediately caught my eye. She soon had hundreds of eyes on her, perhaps thousands. She was a stirring beauty of, I decided, perhaps twenty, red-headed and white-skinned, with green eyes and lush body that must have made every man in camp hard...

RebelChapter 81 Three Sisters

The wagon came into camp with a slight, blonde girl driving and a tall, lean man sitting beside her. They found a level place and stretched out an awning from the side of their rig. A small pianoforte appeared along with two more young women, one seemingly a good bit older than the other. The man announced himself as a preacher, said we were in for a revival and invited one and all to attend the afternoon session. Since most of us had little to do and any entertainment or distraction is...

RebelChapter 83 The Twins

The man was obviously frantic, nearly incoherent, but after we calmed him down the story spilled out. He had been to the market and when he returned to his farm it was crawling with Hessians. "They's strippin' it bare," he moaned, "takin' ever'thing." 'Damn shame," I said, shaking my head. "How many of 'em?" Lt. Foster asked. "Looked like twenty or so," the man said, "an' they got the twins." "The what?" I asked. "M'girls, my twins," he cried, wringing his...

RebelChapter 84 A Lady

They called her the "princess" and "duchess" but she really should have been just Lady M-- since her husband was Lord M--, one of the peace commissioner's aides, down from Upper Canada so we were told and parlaying with men from our much-depleted army and from the slow-poke Congress in Philadelphia. They arrived, the finicky lord and his luscious lady did, unannounced, asking to see the camp and talk to some of the officers. Someone obviously forgot to tell us they were coming which was...

RebelChapter 85 Bedwork

Since she seemed such a small, frail, light-boned young woman despite her wild writhing and her almost-continuous moans of pleasure at what I had done with my hands and tongue after stripping her bare, I was extra careful when I mounted her, spread her long legs and got the swollen head of my rigid pintle through her curly fleece and up into her narrow inner lips. She squealed and closed her eyes as I grabbed her round buttocks, lifted her hips, popped my smooth-headed ram forward and sank a...

RebelChapter 87 Laura

I had been on the road for most of the day and the light was rapidly fading when a carriage flew past, getting up on two wheels before righting itself and fish-tailing out of sight. The liveried driver was whipping the pair of chestnuts in the traces, half-standing in the box. I just had time to scratch my ear when two brigands thundered by, barely giving me a glance, pistols in their hands and blood in their eyes, highwaymen from the look of them, a rag-tag brace of bandits. I was glad I was...

RebelChapter 88 What She Like to Do

"Chrissie laiks to fook." That was what the laughing girl told me when I met her for the first time. By then her English was a lot better but that line was the first thing some of our men had taught her to say, and now she knew it was both funny and provocative. Chrissie was a small blonde with very light-colored hair, nearly colorless, an upturned nose, a compact and exciting body with a tiny waist, heavy thighs and the nerves of a sapper. And she did like to fuck. Everybody said so. Her...

RebelChapter 89 The Courtesan

One of the problems about fighting rearguard actions was that they usually ended in retreat and not everybody got the word to fall back at the same time. At least that was the excuse I was given after I was left behind during one such action. It had been going pretty well that morning until the British got some more men into the fray, and the weight of their iron and lead convinced Lt. Foster to live to fight another day. He later told me that he blew his whistle and shouted, but it was very...

RebelChapter 90 May Like the Month

This odd tale obviously belongs somewhere else, but I can't figure out where, so here it is. Enjoy, I did! If the man she was with had not been such a fop, a fey macaroni, an obvious wastrel, I might not have bothered with her, despite the fact that she was a toothsome youngster with a body that would make a saint tremble. As it was I plunked myself down beside her, drank off half of my beer and offered her my hand and my name before the astonished boy could even squawk. "May," she said...

RebelChapter 91 Andrea

I was hard at work, plunging up and down into a hefty doxy who had been boarded several hundred times too many. When the stage arrived, she pushed me aside, pulled down her dirty dress and hurried to the stairs, leaving me half finished but not altogether unhappy since horsing her had bit a bit like dropping a bucket in a well. Ah hell, I thought, half a loaf. I slapped it down, got myself together and followed her to the common room. The stage had disgorged a motley load, mostly male, but...

RebelChapter 93 Senseless Violence

The luscious young woman was seated between two fops well back in the corner of a smoky tavern. I had watched them for a while and decided that she was in some trouble. My memory told me that I had seen this all before. The light was dim but the lantern above them showed the tops of her high, firm breasts which lay in a gown so low cut as to be nearly without bodice. I sat down by a macaroni wearing an embroidered waistcoat over his bulging belly. "Miss," I said, "May I be of...

RebelChapter 94 Ostler

On the discouraging retreat across New Jersey my outfit acted as rear guard most days. It was hard and nasty work as the British dogged us in a half-hearted manner. An ambitious bastard called Tarleton, I believe, was in charge of this effort while Howe fell once more into Mrs. Loring's plump arms for comfort. We ambushed them along the forest roads and in the swampy areas, slowed them down and allowed Washington's shrinking army to make its way toward the river and Pennsylvania. Very few...

RebelChapter 95 Charity

"Dragoons," George yelled just before we opened fire. "Don' miss!" We didn't, and in a few minutes we had downed six riders, blown a witless driver from his seat and left an armed guard kicking in the ditch. They were good soldiers but no match for our weapons or marksmanship. We had started with four primed rifles, and after the first volley, George had loaded and I had hit them, one after another as they milled about, stopped by a felled tree on the narrow road. One ran for it, and I...

RebelChapter 96 The Colonel s Wife

The colonel's wife must have been a burden to him. He was a New Englander, from Rhode Island I believe, and she was a New Yorker, from one of the old Dutch families. He was dark and hawk nosed with eyes like flint. She was blonde, blue eyed and ripe as a summer peach. They were both ambitious. As we retreated, the group of camp followers with Washington's army dwindled and shrank to a pitiful, and mostly ragged, few, but the colonel's wife and her entourage, were a shining and welcome...

RebelChapter 97 Young Betty

Obviously, especially in hindsight, the man should never have brought his wife into camp. She was too young, too comely, and too willful to be a proper officer's wife, especially when there was a severe shortage of women which led to every one of them being flattered shamelessly and watched constantly. Not that she did not deserve flattery. She was a very pretty girl, but a girl, not yet a woman, and her fool of a husband expected her to be able to deal with all the compliments, all the...

RebelChapter 98 June s Boys

It was getting cold, very cold as what few were left of us made our way toward the river, the Delaware, and hoped for safety in Pennsylvania. Foster's men had drawn rear guard again so we were constantly in sight of the camp followers and their wagons. Cornwallis or whoever was in change mounted what one college boy labeled "desultory" attacks on our flanks, just chivvying us along. Most of the Germans and Redcoats had gone into winter hiding, curled up with their doxies and some hot rum...

RebelChapter 99 Fraulein

One ambush that Lt. Foster, George and I staged produced a real treasure, a treasure we were not allowed to keep, but one we surely enjoyed. We fell on a small company of Hessian jaegers on a woodland trail and decimated them in rapid order. We did more than that, we slaughtered them, to the last man. And we enjoyed every minute of the bloody work. I'm not sure who the last man was, but it may have been the tall young horseman I shot in the face while he was trying to surrender. Then Foster...

RebelChapter 100 A shot at Cornwallis

Suzanne showed up again late in the retreat and stayed with us all the way into Pennsylvania. By then many things had changed, and she was a lissome widow with many randy admirers. But when I first saw her again, she was still the captain's wife, and we were out trying to kill Cornwallis. That was the plan. We would circle around the British, come up from behind and ambush the headquarters company. Foster's company, of course, got the scouting job, and we actually found Lord Cornwallis and...

RebelChapter 75 Making Choices

The note arrived nearly a month later. I was amazed the courier had found me, but he said he had been well paid and that the girl was so pretty, he felt he had no choice. I gave him a coin, one of the few I had left after some long sessions with another man's cards. I popped the wax seal and read. "Come quickly, Julie" was all it said in a childish, poorly-blotted scrawl. I showed the note to Foster and he gave me a pass and a sour look. I cooked some rations and was on my way through...

RebelChapter 76 Three Brave Girls

They made me watch, damn them, and there was nothing I could do about it. I was trussed up and tied to a supporting beam in a hillside barn, and the Hessians were raping three young women while I watched, rutting like animals they were, their muscular backsides flexing rigid pricks in and out of the poor girls' lean bodies, using all three orifices. I had been detailed to guard the girls, daughters of one of Washington's engineers, and to get them safely back on the stage to West Point....

RebelChapter 77 Cuckolding

The colonel's lady was a beauty, a stately woman of fine proportions and haughty grandeur. And she was a terror in bed, nearly insatiable and wholly satisfying. My job was to guard her, ride with her as she visited kinfolk and friends in the various camps during her stay with the army. She was from Virginia, and, we were told, the wealthy Northern Neck, indeed a very dear friend of Martha Washington and the whole Custis family. She was visiting her husband, a rather self-important staff...

RebelChapter 78 following Orders Revised

I was sent, orders in hand, to a militia company which was, for all practical purposes, in a state of mutiny. It was neither a big company nor a particularly good one, but we could not afford the loss of any men just then, good or bad. The problem, I was told was the vanity and stupidity of the company's officers, a father and son of rank habits and cowardly disposition. I found the men where I had been told, their tents in disorderly ranks, their pickets slovenly and inattentive, and made...

RebelChapter 79 Requisitioning

Foster sent us, me and George, out to do some requisitioning. Our orders were to get something for the men to eat, anything, but especially corn and flour. "Do it legally if you can," our officer said with a smile as he gave us a sheaf of quartermaster forms, "but get us some grub." We took two tired riding horses and a wagon and mule, both old as dirt, and we started scouring the countryside. It did not take us long to figure out that a lot of men had been out doing the same thing before...

Rebel 1777Chapter 35 Nancy

Captain Foster believed my lies, patted my back and made me a corporal again. I got out of Morristown as fast as I could and back to staging ambushes. It became slow work as a winter storm and extra cold weather blanketed the countryside. We spilt up, went to seek whatever shelter we could find and promised to get back to work the next time the creeks were flowing. I headed for Trenton, despite the long cold ride, since I knew I would find a warm welcome in one or another bed there and might...

Rebel 1777Chapter 36 Apprenticed

"Hey," a small woman called to me as I rode through town. "Hey, you big, dirty farmer," she yelled and waved. She stood on the porch of a general store with a package in her hands, and she was the brightest thing in sight with a purple dress and a fringed, red shawl. Her dark hair was arranged in long ringlets and her face was bright with rouge or excitement, perhaps a bit of both. I reined up, got down and walked across the street trying to figure out who she was. "You don' remember...

RebelChapter 74 Mother and Daughter

One day as our retreat continued at a leisurely pace, we were out behind the foot-sore army scouting for any sign of Cornwallis or his German mercenaries. We were spread thin and seldom in sight of each other, perhaps a mile or so apart. It was a pleasant day and the war seemed far away. Then from a narrow lane appeared a woman in thorough dishabille, her long hair awry and her clothes torn and disordered, her nose dripping blood. She was a fine looking and mature woman, likely ten years...

Rebellion

"Come on guys, we can do this. Don't be chicken. There'd be nothing she can do about it." "I don't know Tommy, it seems like a big risk." "We're going to be seniors next year, so we'll have to step up, take chances, make decisions and lead the charge then anyway. Let's get a jump on having a big year. We'd be legendary." The other seven boys looked at each other and then back at their ringleader, Tommy. He had gathered them together in his dorm room, intent on finalizing their...

Rebellious Teenager

Zoë was an eighteen year old rebellious teenager. Like most other rebellious teenagers Zoë had done d**gs, skipped school, broken curfew and came home a few times drunk. Zoë's parents had divorced when she was twelve, and since then she had not seen her dad. Zoë's mom had remarried three years later to Zack. Zack was thirty years old with black hair, blue eyes and a killer, rock hard body. At first when Zoë met him, she didn't like him. She wanted her mom and dad back together. After her...

Rebellious

‘Hey babe, check this out,’ I heard him call from behind me. ‘What’s that, dear?’ I glanced over the top of my book to where he had briskly moved in front of me. There he stood, with a single rose in his hand. ‘Here this for my beautiful lady.’ I glanced at the rose and back at him chuckling slightly, ‘ I bet you read that somewhere.’ ‘No. No. No. I swear I didn’t,’ he said as he plopped on top of me. Trying to brace myself from the impact of his body, I managed to cough out the words, ‘You...

Rebellious

"Hey babe, check this out," I heard him call from behind me. "What's that, dear?" I glanced over the top of my book to where he had briskly moved in front of me. There he stood, with a single rose in his hand. "Here this for my beautiful lady." I glanced at the rose and back at him chuckling slightly, " I bet you read that somewhere." "No. No. No. I swear I didn't," he said as he plopped on top of me. Trying to brace myself from the impact of his body, I managed to cough out the words, "You...

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