She grabbed a carafe of wine and gargled my taste away. I turned my attention to the cocks.“Well well,” I sighed. “What a motley collection.�...Morrisy’s was longest yet limp as a Cauliflower, Reynolds stood up like a broom handle and Greshams was so long and thin he could have used it as a sabre.A wicked thought popped into my mind, “Reverend, do you not relish sampling the wench?”“No My Lord,” he replied, “I refrain from those who are not pure, diseases can be rife.” “Are you suggesting I am. “When a guy gets a boner, he wants to do something with it.”Her eyes got round.“I don’t want to get a boner for my baby sister, and think about stuff like that,” I said.“I’m not a baby!” she said instantly. “I’m almost sixteen!”“I know that,” I said. “But you’re still my sister, and we can’t...” I started to say “fuck” and it suddenly seemed crude and vulgar. “We can’t do stuff like that.”“I don’t want to do that,” she said, sounding unconvinced. “Well not really, I mean. I think about it. " I beg your pardon? I have your last statement here, Mr. Tutwill. It indicates that there is well over three hundred pounds in my account." Ah, yes. But of course that was last month's statement, my lady. Before I received your letter granting Sir Edward your power of attorney. I have it here in my files. Sir Edward withdrew all but forty pounds from this account as well as everything in the Naval Funds."After a moment's reflection, Caroline swallowed hard."He was to purchase stock with the. M. tomorrow.” That was the end Uncle John’sbriefing.We had a light supper, and then off to bed. Since Ihave become a senior member of the family, I now rateda room by myself. I was in a light sleep, anticipatingtomorrow’s event, when the door slowly opened and mysister Sara came in.“Mike; are you awake?”“I am now, come on in.”“Are you nervous about tomorrow?”“No not really. I was with him last year is it reallyis not hard. We just have.