Three more men were visible but no more dogs. The men looked nervous, probably because the others hadn’t returned and it was dark. I indicated to mo...e back to talk. I suggested that they move around and cut off any escape. I would walk toward the camp. I could speak to them and they might not immediately recognize the tone difference. I would go in with my gun, no need for quiet this time. They were agreeable but I had a sense they wished to have the chance to get some more revenge. If so, they. "Who do they say?" Cadence asked. She had a cord stretched between her hands ready to slip it under his neck. Where the hell did she get that?"They say you are Cosimo Pesciano's daughter, Al Pesciano's granddaughter." That's what my birth certificate says. Are you here to try to get me out of the way of my stepfather?" Wilson? That piece of shit? If you are truly Cadence Pesciano, I'm here to help you." I nodded at Cadence and she flipped over to the right, pulling two knives out of her belt.. ”“Do you want Beau’s boat?”“No. Fishing and the sea was Beau’s life, but my love is making clothes.”“Then I propose to pay off Beau’s debt and take you and the boat to Charleston. I’m also thinking about fronting a store, if you could work with some slaves.”“If they’re hard working and good people, I don’t care what color they are.”“On your boat, did the crew have additional clothes?”“Yes, as do Beau and I. We had to move from where we were renting, so we were living on the Amanda Dear. Which. I stopped. "Why are you all wet baby?" "Because of you." I smile. "I'm not there", he laughs "and you're a total slut." Now he was palying with my mind. He knew how much I like fantasying and he was cutting me off. "Well, we need to make your asscheeks real red because of the whore you are!" I caress my ascheeks a bit before I start spanking them hard, in a thrill, trying to feel a bit more than his tease. He was almost shouting "Harder! Harder!" but I was already spanking as hard as I could,.