Indian Girl Anjali

She was called Nan and was small and well rounded with blonde ringlets that almost reached her waist. Her mistress, the svelte Nicole, piled her light brown hair high on her head in the mornings and squeezed herself into stylish dresses even out in the wilds of New York. She was a pretty thing, slim and graceful, and she always wore jewels on her ears and around her long neck and thin wrists.While her husband was off designing another fort for Washington's army to dig, I caught Madam alone in her big tent, asked where I might find her maid, and was stopped with a hand on my arm."What business have you with my girl?" she asked in almost unaccented English, her other hand flat between her small, upright breasts."None yet," I said with a smile, "but I intend to have some." How gallant," she said. "Since she's not here, you can assist me." She turned and said, "Hook me up."The back of her shiny dress lay open over her lacy shift and boned stays. I did the hooks quickly, and she turned. I still suffered from the heat. I paid a dollar for a jug of water in Philadelphia then I bought two more in Saint Louis. One for drinking and the other for washing. Needless to say it was a long arduous trip with the exception of two bad thunderstorms on the way. It was the worst storms I ever seen and it scared me very much. The winds were so strong I believed they would derail the train. But it being summer the humidity just didn't go away.On the twelfth day of my journey the train pulled into Sidney. I had breakfast in the dining car long before we arrived. I looked out the window to see a large crowd of people gathered there. Most were wearing old clothes toting backpacks and tools like shovels, picks and other things. There were so many getting off at this stop I realized that these were going into the Black Hills to search for gold. They were getting off to buy equipment that would make them rich. I was the last to get off hoping that Miles was there to meet me. I only had.
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