Our afternoon ride brought us to a considerably lower altitude, and we had a gentle, slow flowing river to camp next to. We had a stew made with the l...st of our braised scrub deer meat and some river potatoes as Trellis called them. They were something like watercress. We found some wild onion growing by the river as well and added some of those to the stew as well."We're going to the Wizard's College in Whitecliff to have Trellis tested." Hayrick told me as we ate our meal. "She's been able to. I was so wrapped up in my pervy game I hadn't heard Tony enter his bedroom.Even though he was right where'd I'd imagined him to be,in his bedroom with me there,My heart skipped about half a dozen beats.Before I had time to answer Tony sneered down at me and sniggered,"So,the little queer-boy from next door's got the hots for me skanky stained work clothes,has he?"Christ.Instead of being scared,his angry,dirty tone made me want his big cock even more.And if the bulge in his denim cut-offs was. They knew he fucked other girls, everyone knew, but he always came home to me and that made the humiliation bearable."Oh yessss..." I hissed between clenched teeth as all the butterflies in my tummy seemed to explode between my legs. I clenched my thighs against Robert's, grinding my virgin pussy against him like a bitch in heat, spilling my oily cum through my panties and into the denim of his pants."I love it when you cum," Robert told me, hugging my shivering body to his. "Do you feel better. The last rounds for Gérard were far more serious. Black Weasel was attacked by the crew of a privateer who had thrown away his letter of marq and decided to go into business for himself. Gérard was only a so-so sword and knife fighter but he was an expert wrestler and in the end more than one of the invaders found himself flipped into the sea before he’d had a chance to swing his weapon. Beyond a scratch or two Gérard had emerged unscathed. Two crewmembers were not so lucky. One had been killed.