We've been aport longer'n any of the mates can remember, all for you, Will. I got a gift for you, Lucky Will, from Captain Trenchard and your mates yo... robbed." Reaching into a pocket of his coat, Pierre withdrew a scrap of paper and pressed it into William's hand. "Guess you ain't so lucky no more."With that, Pierre burst out in an evil laugh and ran off into the darkness. William slowly raised his trembling hand, knowing what he would see when he opened it.The Black Spot.William screamed in. Her Sunday clothes were a long flowing red skirt which was knee length,although when she sat down her skirt did rise a little.Her fantasy she was going to practice today was to sit on the front row as she always did. She knew that her skirt would rise a little and has often caught the vicar's attention with the odd flash. So the plan was risky but she decided that if she was spotted it would have been an accident. I was with her when she put this fantasy to the test, I was so horny just waiting. Brenda and I both got good jobs. I was recruited and started working for Anderson Elliott Consulting right out of college. Brenda got a great job with a local bank, but two years later, when Simon had acquired his first business, she went to work for him. We had our timetable down. I would join the new business the next year and it would be a three-way partnership. No one questioned that Simon would have the controlling share.It was Simon who found the house. It was a big old house in Madison. She shook her head.Again we sat for a while."Have you ever heard of past-life regressions? I think I have just had one," she said turning to me.I listened while she told me that she was a slave girl, sixteen perhaps; the master of the house had taken her to the phallus to break her virginity and impregnate her. She described the joy of having a penis in her for the first time. She could feel the spunk jetting up into her, and her body's orgasms. Then how she felt as a woman for the first.