Moby swam around her, looking at her once in a while. Then she moved around the orca to see if he was well. The orca just remained calm as she swam ar...und him.She looked into his eyes. They were pale blue, staring at her. He looked into her eyes, her beautiful light brown eyes. Slowly and carefully, as if in fear of breaking her, the orca closed in the last half meters. His rostrum gently pushing into her face, her cheek met his rostrum. She felt a sudden rush of excitement and warmth as his. He said it should have been stitched but it did not matter now."Why are we going to meet these women?" Mercy asked, looking concerned, unhappy or something similar."Cause they got horses, an' I expect we won't be able to ferry any across the river down here."With the pass Captain Foster had given me, I drew a shirt and ammunition, and we requisitioned a tired horse for Mercy and rode west, crossing the river on a flatboat near the Brandon plantation after leaving our mounts in a stable above. " Where?" Probably to the bar to get pissed and then to bed." Take Jill with you darling please, sleep with her tonight, make love to her for me."I shook my head and said quietly,"No mum, I don't think so, not tonight." Tommy, why?" Leave it mum please, just leave it, go back to your husband."She looked at me oddly because of the way I'd practically spat the word husband at her, but she sensed an inner rage that we both knew wasn't far below the surface and walked away quietly.I awoke in the. We cleaned up in the water and dressed and rode back to the group. I did not get Jill alone again on that trip. I was hoping for a repeat. Once home I met up with my friends. After several days I mentioned what had happened with Jill to one of my other friends. "I fucked Billy's mom." I said. "Well, every body has fucked Billy's mom, even me." My friend replied. "What? Are you shitting me?" I said. "No dude, Jill has been with alot of dudes, we call her the virgin buster. That woman has a thing.