" Good. Now tell me, what is it you seek in Texas? It can't be fame, because you're better known than even the president. Fortune? From what I know, m...ney has never been a concern of yours. So, what then? Redemption?"The old man had struck a nerve."I've already done more things than most men even dream about. But..." Go on, Davy." I'm not much of a fightin' man anymore. I mean, I'm still a good shot, the best around, but I'd much rather talk myself outta a skirmish than shoot my way outta one.". Head swimming, mouth swollen, she plunged her fingers into my silky black hair, reveling in the crisp luxuriance of my curls and holding me to her. There was no sense of fear, no sense of threat and she rejoiced in that freedom, pushing up into the heat of me as he brought her down on the bed.I want to see you naked Lucy. I told her'I'm afraid I need your help with all these buttons,' she framed in considerable embarrassment and discomfort. 'I don't want to tear anything...''No, that would. Then she looked up at him, a question in her eyes. "Charles definitely never spanked me so hard, nor fucked me so vigorously afterward." "I'm not him", Alex growled, feeling a strange swelling of ego and pride within himself. "This is my island now." Even as he said the words, a small part of his mind cried out that the words were wrong, that he didn't belong here. But, at this moment, he couldn't hear the cries of his consciousness. Instead, he grabbed the woman, on her knees by now, by her. Her face was almost purple and she held her head bowed in the shame she felt. Sensing her cousin’s feelings, Ellen wrapped her arms around Marie’s shoulders and pulled the bowed head against her chest.“You poor lamb,” Ellen whispered softly whilst she held the mortified woman tight. “Didn’t anybody help you?”Marie shook her head.“He first did it one night when Mozzer was gone. I woke up and he was on top of me already. I was scared and it hurt. The second time, I fought him and he hit me, and.