"One of those extraordinarily attractive young women that were always hanging on you in London?" Captain Carter asked. "This young dog, friends, alway... seemed to have two or three women vying for the next dance."No, sir." William blushed. "My brother's widow. Lady Caroline Stanhope." Not the Lioness?" Adams asked."Yes, sir." The Lioness?" Farquhar asked."You was in the Caribbean then, Farquhar," Adams said. "She is the woman who saved our friend's bacon here when he tried to take L'Empereur. I. My eyes were drawn to her boobs, that were clearly unrestrained and swinging freely as she moved. Her nipples were still in a good position and not pointing as far south as I thought they might be and the outline of them was clearly showing proudly through the thin material. She looked like she'd just got out of bed, with hair everywhere and no makeup. "Sorry" I said "I haven't got you up have I"? "No, I've been up a while, but I was just doing some ironing" she said, tugging at her hair as. “You certainly know all those stories about heroic Guardians, how they protect people and help people. Then there are stories that spread among the Guardians and most likely you are now part of those stories after that one year with them. Damn, some of those stories are even true, there is no doubt about that. But you can be sure that most of those stories are spread with purpose, and only those stories are allowed to be spread that support the purposes of certain people. Make no mistake, as. The first was the young lady who was called Lisa. She was local so we had to travel out from the area so no one saw us together. Being married she was very cautious. We met in a lovely country pub. She was a pretty little thing, petite frame, dark mid length brown hair and big almond-shaped brown eyes. If anyone had seen us together, they never would have thought we were discussing intimate adventures. Lisa looked so innocent and butter wouldn't melt, but if you.