Billingham and apologised for keeping his daughters out all night; saying that it was all my idea and that I was sorry. I continued telling him that ... was ready to accept any punishment that he felt appropriate.That was Mrs. Billingham’s cue to disappear and within a minute she was leaving the boat with a shopping bag in her hand.“Right young lady; full credit to you for admitting your guilt but that doesn’t diminish the seriousness of your crime. I believe that you should get at least the. Squatting behind her, he starts to rub her roughly through her clothing. She is sodden, and he can feel it through her knickers. He makes out that he is disgusted, which she loves. He takes two handfuls of her tights and stretches the material apart, quickly reaching breaking point. She hears the tear of the material and groans with pleasure as he pulls her knickers to one side. Quickly he puts his face into the space between her legs and she can feel the roughness of his short beard on her. Her knees went weak, he had wasted little time getting started and he clearly knew what he wanted. She felt his hands exploring her body, lifting the bottom of her dress just a touch, and groping her now exposed ass. Next she felt and heard the zip on the back of the dress being slowly peeled down, before he eased it off her shoulders. The little dress was small enough that it wouldn't just fall to the ground, it would need him to pull it down past her hips and ass, which again he wasted little. I'm taking your satchel of gold with me, since I figure that I have earned it. So long, you fool!" With that, I rode away from him, taking the horses and the camping supplies, as well as the satchel. Don't talk to me about human compassion, I figured that Archie had used up all that he had coming from me.I rode back to our former camp and fixed myself some breakfast. When I had eaten, I headed for Hancock at a fast lope. I wanted to get as far away from Archie Hancock as I could! I wasn't.