.." We didn't want or need it at the time," Finn explained. "We came here to get away from such things. Europe had become overcrowded and stifling. We...couldn't live the way we wanted to." There were so many rules about traveling," Moira Lys added. "We couldn't grow our own food, no access to health and education..." Where are all you folks from? Hap asked. "I know some of you are from the British Isles." And Ireland," Moira Lys explained. "France, Germany and the Low Countries, mostly. Some. Just a tad. That’s better, thank you. You’ve been beaten enough now Linda that you should know how I want you. Keep your legs nice and straight for me. Ass as high as you can. Perfect. Thank you, Linda. Crop or bamboo today???Crop, please, Mr Fleming.?He chuckled. ?One day you’ll have to face the bamboo cane, Linda. You cannot put it off forever.? He went over his office wall where both instruments were hanging and retrieved the worn, leather riding crop.?I know Mr Fleming. Next time.. I pulled off the slim lid and peeked, my eyes captivated by a shiny texture. My heart fluttered. A silver vibrator. It looked just like the ones I had seen on sex toy websites and in internet porn. It was long, slim, and smooth. I fidgeted with it for a moment, searching for a way to turn it on. I twisted the bottom and it began buzzing in my hand, scaring me a little. I twisted the bottom again and stared at the doorway, listening for any signs of Damien's return. How long did he say he. Mad Murdockhated that smile. Hated boys like him."Why does it make me a cheat? I say it's you who's a sore loser."Rage welled within Mad Murdock. It unloaded itself in an overthrown tableand a drawn pistol."Woah there. You don't wanna shot me here, right? The sheriff might notlike it. It's close to high noon anyways. Let's make it a duel, shallwe?"That damn smile. It was nearly enough for Mad Murdock to twitch hisfinger and end this worm before him. The veins of his pulsed as rageflowed through.