" Mom looked me square in the eye and said it's okay I felt it too. I was so shocked all I could say was "I'm sorry I'm so sorry I know that it's so w...ong to feel that way about your mom!!!" Mom looked at me and said son I feel the same way and before I could say anything she reached in and kissed me hard again this time I didn't try to pull away or fight or otherwise, although my mind kept saying stop this is your mom everything else said hell yea this is your mom the women you have loved. Should you wish to join their number,’ here she approached me, took my hand and caressed it in a far from maternal way, ‘then you shall surely receive handsome reward which would allow you and your mother to improve your unhappy circumstances. I know my guests” would greatly enjoy your company.’ I hesitated but only for a moment. ‘I should very much like to join your ladies but, Mistress Perkins, I feel ill-equipped to do so.’ She smiled, ‘Of course you are my dear but Jenkins shall teach you. "Use mine."Undoubtedly, Stan realized, Whitefeather's "phone" had capabilities far beyond that of the standard cell phone. It was ringing even as he accepted it."Palmetto Properties," came the bright voice of his wife."Honey, are you busy at the moment?"As he talked, Whitefeather and Major MacAllistor exchanged a look. Belinda Keeler's cell phone had been triangulated to the Miami suburb of Pinecrest, not six blocks from a Confederacy CAP testing centre. Their four children's Aventura-area. Kim—a name with so many meanings! A name of gold. Noble and brave! Bold, like the hero of Kipling’s novel. A leader, Chief of War…What an appropriate name for a wild one such as this!He had known Kims before, both male and female, good and bad. This one… this one was both good and bad—roguish and wilful…Kim’s thoughts were becoming clearer, reflecting her true, inner being. Her soul, if you like.He smiled to himself. She was an artist. And a writer—he’d seen that! A writer of love, passion, and.