The clothes were cool for working, and tough enough to get real dirty in.She looked at herself in the looking glass before she left. If Lilly was, the... this should get a rise out of her. She flushed at the thought and headed out."Damn good thing she's going to work for a woman, if she as meeting a boy looking like that I'd have to follow with my shotgun!" said her Pa, looking after her."Don't cuss Pa! She'll get around to boys soon enough." chided his wife."That's what worries me." he said.It. The cream colored ceiling flowed into pastel tinted walls and the furniture was an odd mixture of utilitarian design and faux luxury. Kat was lying in the room's sole bed, the sheets pulled up to her arm pits. The grandmotherly woman was seated in the chair that swung out from the wall-mounted desk and was leaned forward, her arms resting on her knees. The lights were set at a level equivalent to dusk, but her sensitive eyes continued to water."Here, take this." the older woman said, handing. The apprehension in her heart was momentarily replaced by fascination as Constance watched Captain Morgan rise naked from the soapy water. With her back to her, the pirate leader rose to her full five foot nine height and brought her hands to the long red hair that stretched halfway down her back. She squeezed the water from it, sending steady streams down her back and across the compact cheeks of her ass to her equally firm legs.The muscles of her arms and back flexed as she twisted her locks. Papa had said, right after her funeral, "You have to be the woman of the house now." I knew he meant that I would be responsible for cleaning, and laundry, and meals, and all that stuff, but only after I had thought about it for awhile did I want it to mean so much more. I did a good job for Papa, Mama had shown me how to keep house to please him, and the younger girls, Emily and Patty, even though they were only 8 and 9 years old, were a big help to me.Mama had explained 'things' to me so I.