Im going to go upstairs and wait, I told her. If your love for me out weighs your anger then come upstairs. If not, I love you and I wont stop you fro... going. You can take the car, your clothes, anything you want. I promise, I want ever come looking for you. Just, please, think about it. Please? Mary sat still for a moment and then gave me the merest nod of her head. Relief washed over me. There was still a chance. I love you Mary. Mary did not answer, just started crying into her hands again.. I can certainly say with confidence that neither couple made any effort whatsoever to keep their lovemaking quiet– or ever complained about the others noises. We all seemed to enjoy listening to one another fuck feverishly and to be inspired by the others passion. One night, after Mary and I had just finished a particularly noisy balling, I left our bedroom to take a leak and get a glass of ice water. It was still relatively early, and I was looking forward to torturing Marys tits and pussy. A dolphin jumped out of the water not far from the boat and we both exclaimed how beautiful that was! I thought to myself how wonderful this was being with Bobby especially out here it felt like he was mine and in a way he was...On the way back I took off my wig and makeup and became Tru again but I found that I really like being in drag I liked feeling sexy and feminine and I liked being taken sexually like a woman I was going to have some fun in the future being Trudy yeah this was just the. The court has exclusive jurisdiction, and a slave owner is no longer allowed to mete out any punishment beyond a simple caning. The penalties for transgressions are rather severe, but at least they were devised to fit the deeds." And the planters and mine owners, did they not protest?" A few, the predictable ones, did indeed. Most of them seem to be relieved to hand over such matters to court officers, especially if it's a capital punishment or a severe flogging. There is also another side to.