I was privy to all of this fine intelligence, but was unable to take advantage of it except in a peripheral manner with hints and suggestions placed i... a way that made it seem like it was from other sources and not from some itinerate enlisted man considered to be neither a gentleman nor an officer with the substance of rank.The British patrols in the countryside were becoming less frequent and the ships leaving the harbor for Canada and Nova Scotia were loaded to the gunwales with Tory. That was going to change in a hurry. The pictures and video would take care of that.Then there was Debbie's parents. They needed to know what was going on. RJ's parents already knew, she was their fuck slut, but Debbie well her parents were protective of her. While they might accept Debbie being a sub, they would never accept that RJ was an abusive Dom who beat her and forced to clean up cum from other women's pussies and being a whore for RJ's bosses. They sure as hell would not put up with. And so I didn't think he wasn't." Which isn't to say that I didn't treat her like gold," said her father."But even that was a point in his favor," said her mother Katrina. "He was kind and he was sensitive and he made me feel like a princess. Which I'd never felt before in my life." Not even from your other boyfriends?" said Emma.Katrina blinked at her daughter. "I didn't have other boyfriends."Emma made no sound."Emma ... You may not realize this, because my father has really loosened up over. Paul“Hey bud, ready to drink some wine and relax?” I asked Mick with some fear in my voice.“I guess.”“Mick, I just told Paul what Diana and I want to do. He is a little scared too,” Deb said.“So, you’ve been in the dark too?”“Yeah, but Deb explained it to me the way she says Diana explained it to you. I’m supposed to remind you that when you say stop, it stops.”“Thanks, bud.”I took my wife’s hand and led her out onto the deck with Mick and Diana following. I got in the tub and held Deb’s hand.