”“Well, I’m glad somebody had a happy holiday. I almost quit this joint.”“Why?” Wayne asked, alarmed.“Stupid hold-up. Here I am on Chris...mas Eve, keeping the coffee on for people who don’t have any family or place to be, and two guys come in, pull a gun and demand all the money. On Christmas Eve! Cops are all over the place—too late, of course—and the boss calls me in the middle of the afternoon on Christmas Day and threatens to fire me. Me! Ah, what a bastard. It’s over now. I’m still here and. As you could imagine, I was soooo nervous and didn't really know what to expect, I wouldn't say I feared for my life or anything because I was confident if something dangerous would happen then I would be able to handle the situation, but I was cautious, but I couldn't tell anyone so I had to do this alone. Anyway the time that we agreed to meet was approaching, on a side note I hadn't slept all night, and me and him began talking around 7am, and agreed to meet at 11am, maybe that's why I found. It awakened a need in me, an arousal.John:I wanted the march to last forever, to be next to her. I could smell her femininity, hear her breathing hard. I imagined her breathing like that next to my ear. Then we stopped at the factory and that was the end of my dream. I risked another glance as she did too. I tried to express my gratitude and longing without words. Then we were separated.Jane:I followed the other Janes to the females’ factory. My John’s kind face imprinted on my retina. I felt. The man had a rather large retinue. I could see him wanting to feel safe when going abroad, but a hundred or so men was overkill if no one attacked him. And, who was going to attack him here in the Cut? Nobody except maybe the Prince’s men or our fleet, and either way a hundred men wasn’t going to save him.Vernon was here to negotiate. Put bluntly, the Lord of North Harbor wanted ships. He NEEDED ships. The Cut was open water, sure, but it would get fished-out quickly if everyone who lived.