There was, however one thing that would cause the whole thing to blow up in my face. That would be the appearance of a tanker. Even one tanker would g...ve these guys an escape. My whole game plan would have to change. We would be forced to go on the offensive, just to take that tanker out. And we didn’t have the ability to do that.I had spent a lot of time considering my response to the pirate’s communication. At the time I was unaware of the attacking ships name. There was no information. I also let him know just how unsuccessful their attack had been.The next several months were a blur. Construction and food production were our top priorities. Happily, our production level of food at the time still left us plenty to sell. I only opened two more gold mines on the Italian peninsula but sent the three hundred captured soldiers to work in our limestone and sandstone quarries in Iberia.The addition of so many shipbuilders from Ostia and Portus allowed us the luxury of repairing many. And oh my God that is another story, but Trinian’s had apparently set me up well for a career in a detective agency specialising in sexual misdemeanours and crimes - as I was about to find out.The pay was good, and I celebrated by going deep into debt with new shoes and outfits.At first, it felt as if I was Miss Sinn’s general dog’s body; but I was determined to make my name.Then one day Miss Sinn took a day’s leave and an opportunity presented itself when a rather bland looking guy wandered. Using my tongue I trace the same movements my finger has just done; along your slit, seeking out the hard clitoris with the tip, before sliding between your fleshy lips, tasting you, pausing briefly to enjoy the intimate feeling of those lips against my tongue. I run my tongue back and forth, focusing on your clitoris, my nose alternating between delving deep into your cunt, then pressed up against the tight hole of your arse, adoring the unique scent of each. After rubbing my face against the.