The next morning she called her old manager friend, Barclay, at the Maverick Club and when she convinced him she was serious, he arranged for her to t...y her hand out again on the dance stage that very evening.Catharine had much of her exotic dancing wardrobe still but she went to some of the stores and upgraded some of the outfits and lingerie she had with new things. Catharine spent a couple of hours rehearsing that afternoon in front of a mirror and she felt she was ready to give this one. Smith started teasing her, gently touching her swollen lips and then pulling away just as she tried to increase the contact and slapping her butt.Rachel was working herself into a frenzy, trying desperately to get him to rub her pussy while submissively accepting the brutal spanking he was dishing out. Her asscheeks were now bright red and I could see his hand prints in her creamy smooth skin but from the way she was breathing heavy and shaking her ass it was obvious that she was more sexually. ‘What did your parents say?’ Rick was curious, he already knew they worked weekends, so what else might he learn? ‘They don’t know about it sir.’ Came her reply. His breath caught in his throat. He let his fingers increase their pressure on the back of her neck, ‘So who else knows about this?’ ‘No one sir, just…’ she paused, ‘just you sir.’ Rick sighed with pleasure. His breath drifted over her skin, as he studied the tattoo. It was tastefully done, feminine and delicate. It was one of those. That was until I met yer mother.’ The fright on young Jack’s face was now replaced with confusion. ‘What do ye mean?’ ‘There are things in this world that many people don’t fully understand,’ he began. ‘My time is short so I’ll explain it the best I can.’ ‘Father yer not going to die,’ Jack protested trying to contradict his earlier words. ‘Just listen son,’ his father said as he lifted his hand to put a stop to Jack’s protest. ‘Blackbeard is not man but one of the vilest demons this world has.