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With three Union armies moving south, and General Lee marshalling his army to move north, it was not as easy to get through the lines.

It took almost two weeks, and most nights she slept outside. She feared her guides, Union spies, would do unspeakable things to her.

She smiled and thought, ‘for the last few weeks, I've allowed the general to do unspeakable things to me, and me to him.'

In Washington, to her surprise, she found a room in a women's boarding house. The previous occupant had returned to Rhode Island upon her soldier husband's death. She was further surprised that she could take a long, hot bath. Her first in weeks.

Sliding her hand beneath the water, ‘I must make certain I am clean and inviting for Colonel Milstead.'

The results of the information that Mrs. Clayton passed on to Confederate General Shelton led to a huge victory for the Union. As the federal army's three-pronged attack commenced, General Lee, always the aggressor, attacked. Up through Maryland and into Pennsylvania, where the decisive battle of Gettysburg led to a stunning and costly defeat for the Confederacy.

In Washington, Mrs. Clayton found herself with Colonel Milstead when news of the victory was announced. They were overjoyed that Lee had been thrown back; but were saddened by the carnage on both sides.

"Mrs. Clayton, you were as responsible as anyone for our great victory."

"Colonel, but so many, so many deaths." She was crying.

"Mrs. Clayton, on so many occasions, you have relieved my stress; on so many occasions I have been wracked with doubts about the war. It was you, with your marvelous mouth that made it all bearable."

"It was my pleasure," she smiled through her tears. "And don't forget, the pleasure your horse cock gave me."

It was something he'd been thinking about since the last time she left for Richmond. It seemed long ago that that widow taught him how to please her with his tongue.

He'd been with proper ladies who insisted on marriage first, and he'd been with prostitutes. Neither of whom were the type of women who he could practice the skills that widow taught him.

Now, Mrs. Clayton was here. She was naked in his bed. "Mrs. Clayton, this might be just the time for me to pleasure you as you have brought me pleasure."

She wasn't sure what he was talking about. Her husband Daniel never mentioned such a thing. She'd never heard of such of thing, but in her current state of distress, she didn't object when Colonel Milstead threw back the blankets, kissed her breasts, and then kissed lower.

He'd seen her naked numerous times; of course he had. Now, his mouth was salivating at the thought. "Mrs. Clayton, you've never looked more lovely."

And she did. The black fur covering her womanly hole was in perfect contrast to her pale skin.

In an age when any kind of grooming was unheard of, in modern terms, Mrs. Clayton had a huge bush. Black like the color of her hair.

He kissed her furry hole; kissed it all over. "Colonel, please. Let me feel your horse cock in my womanly sheath. Fill it with your manliness."

That's not what Colonel Milstead had in mind. Soon his tongue was playing with her inner labia. "You are beautiful, Mrs. Clayton."

She sighed.

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