“Yes, Faith!” Kelly mumbled. “No! I am your Mistress and you shall address me as such! “Faith smacked her slaves bum with her whip several tim...s, enjoying Kelly’s whimpers of pain. Faith smiled and ran the whip across her bum, tantalising her older slave. “Let’s try again; you’re going to do whatever I tell you, aren’t you?” “Yes, Mistress.”“Good…” Faith opened her bag and took out a collar from her bag. It was made from red leather and even had a small disk with Kelly’s name on it. She. " You right smug now, boy." JD crossed his arms to keep from throwing a punch at one of them, "Good luck with the committee hearing this afternoon." I can handle it, damn it!"Marcus snorted, "Sure you right."Charles pinched his temples, "Look, Marcus, I don't need a babysitter. And I got news fo' you - he doesn't like most of yo' ideas any more-n I do."Marcus shrugged "Junior ain't never has." God damn it ta hell," JD snapped, "will you stop callin' me that!" Soon as you stop being junior on. “Down boy. No. I just think that ... sometime soon, after I deal with Hunter, that you and I are ... you know, potentially going to be in a state of mind and arousal that ... well, it might come up.”“Did you say ‘come up’ to bait me into confessing the current state of my little friend?” He laughed nearly uncontrollably. I guess this is what ROTFLMAO sounds like over the phone.“No, but thanks for sharing. Since you confessed, my current state of arousal has me sitting in a puddle, so we’re. The chaos and confusion was serious enough to cause most of the town’s merchants and politicians to plead for respite and to negotiate terms of surrender since no amount of fighting would benefit the British position unless they received immediate reinforcement from the forces still lingering in the New York City area.There was a feeling in the air that the early and unexpected arrival of the French fleet and the disappointment of the absence of the British fleet had already sealed the outcome.