The Captive

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August 26, 1820 I thought it was just our usual stroll in the park but you took me somewhere new. It looks like an abandoned shack from a far. Covered with thick vines and shrubberies. The far end of an unused military camp. I knew you can be quite mischievous and adventurous when it came to our secret escapades. But this one it the top of the list. "Ivy are you sure we should be here? Somebody could squeal us out." You just laughed at my warning and grabbed my hand instead as you put it around your waist. Caressing my cheek and eventually planting soft kisses on my lips. "Calm down Shawn. You're a military man down to he boot Lieutenant Chauncy Perry." You touched the tip of my nose then gently bites it teasing me. "I don't to be reminded like that Ms. Ivory Marsh. Not when I am wit

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