” Caprice simply stated.Dena’s hands went o Caprice’s legs as if on remote control.“No. TOUCH me now.” Caprice corrected.Dena moved her hand... to Caprice’s crotch.Dena was in another world. A total out of body experience. What she would remember for the rest of her life was the feel of Caprice’s leather clad pussy and the hat emanating from it. She began to rub the perfect cunt inches from her face.Caprice released the whip from her servant’s neck and allowed herself a moment of pleasure. Dena’s. Christmas Day came and went as did New Years Day and we left the following morning after having thanked the hosts. ‘I’m sorry about them Colin,’ he said as we left in our taxi. ‘Now you know why I’d rather stay away.’ I patted his hand. ‘It doesn’t matter for I think all family’s are like that. I at least can now ride a horse a bit better though I’d still rather,’ and whispered the next bit, ‘be a maiden.’ He laughed and squeezed my hand for that’s all he could do in the taxi. It was late. Even if they hadn't been ruined they were too short for Pedro to wear. Pedro could take the clothing off of the taller man. He had drowned and while his clothing was still damp, it had dried some while Pedro had slept stretched out on the shore. For a moment he considered doing just that. Then Pedro decided to check out the boat.It was here that Pedro found what he was looking for. The men had raided a home or a village two nights before and they had come back carrying booty. Most of that booty. The O'Malley's was a fine pair of fools. Danny was not quite certain which one was more ignorant, the father or the son. They would both be equally at fault if one of the riders broke their back and was paralyzed for life or worse yet, broke their neck and with a funeral shortly after. The other one called Timothy Leary was more mean spirited in his attitude and Danny could almost see the evil intent swirling around his unshaven face and his beady red eyes showing the effects of too much ale.