***A week has passed since that night, but so far as everyone else in ourneighbourhood is concerned the attractive young lesbian couple andtheir infan... daughters are a family who moved in months ago. And they*are* an attractive couple. I always knew Bethany would be beautifulwhen she became a young woman, and she is. Looking at her and Carolkissing now I bitterly regret trying to keep them apart, but then howcould I not given what happened? Bethany's hand crept up to Carol'sbreasts, causing the. “What happened to calling me, Miss Emily?” I asked.“You heard my mom. I can’t,” Stefan seemed disappointed.“She said you can’t act like a pony. She didn’t say you can’t be polite and address me with respect,” I corrected him.Stefan looked at his sister to see what she thought. Courtney shrugged like she didn’t care either way.“You don’t mind if I call you Miss Emily?” he asked.“Not at all, that’s what my mom and aunt calls me,” I replied. I assured him it isn’t BDSM – it is just manners, if he. He’s just a nice guy.’ ‘Seems like love.’ I wipe away another tear and get my voice back to my boss tone. ‘I’m good Danielle. Thanks, but we both need to get back to work.’ ‘Okay. I’m just trying to help.’ She is getting whiney and pouty again. I let her get whiney and pouty. After she closes the door, I begin to not feel so well. That rock in my gut that seemed to turn into a small stone over the past month is making a comeback. It sits hard and heavy in my stomach. I open up my desk drawer. I'd taken a risk here. I had counted the oars and come up with the possibility of eighty oars men with two men per oar. With the captain, helmsman, and count master that would make eighty-three men. There was also a good chance that there was a quartermaster and even a boarding party, especially if the oarsmen were slaves. That was the risk I was taking here. If the oarsmen were slaves and in chains, I was facing a threat of between a dozen to twenty men, however if they weren't slaves I was.