“Do you think I’m a soldier too? What the fuck kind of soldier would I be if I’m tied up under you? A fucking amatuer,” she said, painfully aw...re that if they found out she was lying, she would probably be killed.He ran his hands up her stomach to her tits, taking a dark pink nipple between his fingers. “No, I don’t think you’re a soldier. I think you’re like me, which is why I like you so much.”She scoffed in disgust, “I’m nothing like you.”“How many people have you killed?” he asked, still. It was a short but bumpy ride up to the governor's residence. The mansion itself wasnestled in amongst the wooded hills that surrounded the harbour. It was built far enough back and high enough up, that it was considered out of the cannon range of any ship brazen enough to attempt a raid on Still Water. William alighted from the coach in front of the gates to house and walked boldly and purposely to the front door. His loud rap at the door was answered in due course by an immaculately dressed. Things were not right."I know," she cooed. "I found out.... You aren't who I thought you were. You aren't the man that I thought you were. And darling, after tonight, you won't be a man at all." Christine? What are you talking about. Please let me loose and let's get out of here!"She just laughed again and said, "I don't think so. You're not getting out of here until I say so. You're not getting out of here until some serious changes are made."She slid a hand down from my stomach to my. "I'm sorry, madam," he began to wipe sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. "But I must ask you to leave, unless you put on more suitable attire. I'm afraid that the lady who made the complaint is on the town council, and would be sure to raise an uproar if things weren't dealt with to her satisfaction." So you might lose your job, you mean?"He just looked at me with a pleading expression on his face. I didn't imagine he'd get sacked, but I was still in such a good mood I didn't feel like.