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    Thicker Than Blood – (Chapter: ch 15)

    Spencer groaned as her ass hit the saddle again, a three day ride even with a few hours of sleep in between, was not so great on one’s back side. Soon she’d be at the mansion and getting a nice nap and some warm food and possibly a cuddle with Ashley, she knew it was a wild dream in her mind but it didn’t stop the spread of a smile on her dirty face.

    "Hault!" a soldier cried out jumping in front of her horse, gun raised ready to fire along with his three companions.

    She pulled on the reigns abruptly stopping her horse, the cap on her head falling forward slightly hiding her eyes.

    "What’s your business here?" one of the three barked his voice saying he’d kill her for any movement he didn’t like, she couldn’t blame him she was wearing the enemies uniform.

    Tipping her hat back, thanking God it didn’t fall off or show her long hair, she was seriously thinking of cutting it off so there wasn’t a chance it could reveal her true identity, blue eyes regarded the soldiers, "Guess I just missed you guys!"

    They lowered their weapons, "Spencer!"

    She was pulled off her horse and patted on the back. Two of the soldiers cheered and ushered her into camp while the third escorted the horse over to the rest to get some much needed down time and food.

     

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    Ashley sat patiently on the front of the porch, where she sat every day for hours since learning that Spencer would be riding in any day now. Yelling and hollering echoed through the camp seconds later bringing her brown eyes down from the sky, cloud watching wasn’t as fun as it was with Spencer.

    Spencer.

    She missed her far more than she’d let on to even herself. Laying in bed trying to rid herself of the male version of Spencer, it wasn’t hard but not easy as well. The girl had such strong feminine features but the way she held her self at times, if not blushing and stuttering, that she could easily pass as a man, boy, she shook her head letting her glazed over eyes settle on all the commotion.

    A group of soldiers crowded around yet managed to keep walking toward the mansion, all seemingly in good spirit.

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