From beyond the railings, they looked over the autumn vista of New England forests and hills. The decks to each side had privacy walls to keep the int...mate feeling of privacy. The privacy walls were covered with lattice and ivy. On the deck itself, was a bench, a small bistro table and two chairs, and a large hot tub. Scott spoke, ‘I hope this will do instead of a bath.’ ‘This is fine,’ Heather replied. ‘This is great! Ok…so what do we have planned for this afternoon? I assume dinner isn’t. " Okay, I agree. But Sasha, what if he says he wants that red pick up truck, you going to get that for him?" No smart ass, I'm going to get myself that red pick up truck," she grins causing us both to laugh. "Come on, I think I hear the doorbell," Monica grabs her hand and they make their way down the steps to be greeted by Liam."Oh my god, my baby is home," Monica throws her arms around him causing them both to nearly tumble over. As they both pull back, Liam's eyes look to the left to see. Good inves'ment in a'prime piece a'ass."He led me back to his big home with its many chimneys, had a meal ordered while he went off somewhere, and I later was shown to a clean bed by a comely black woman who offered to stay with me if I wished. I smiled and thanked her, undressed and fell between the soft sheets, wondering what sort of life slave owners led.I had found the place after losing my way when a band of local militia surprised me on the road. The servants, obviously under orders, had. Slowly, slowly to stop them creaking and making a noise that would betray me. At last I was at the bottom of the stairs. The hallway was still and all I had to do now was to get out of the house and head for help.I found the door and tried to stand on my knees and find the handle. Again, like the stairs, this was a slow job that required patience as I prayed that it was a handle and not a knob. I found the handle and slowly depressed it whilst managing to pull at the door by pressing my other.