But it was really about the women. They called themselvesthe 'Belles of St. Mary's' ". Tribes "Ok Mr. Smith" observed Doc, "Now you have piqued my in...erest.As you say I have gotten about as deep into this community as any academiccan and I have never heard of anything like this. Some sort of murder and sexscandal? In Gulfcoaston? About all I can remember specific to the history ofThe Island from that era is the hurricane of 1917 and then the political reformsof 1920. What are you talking. I told Malcolm what had happened, and he commiserated with me.I phoned Jen later that afternoon; she wasn't in her room, but she was in Hamish's, so I told her that she needed to talk to Dad about Grandpa.She too was a little upset now that it had actually happened, and I was pleased that she had Hamish there to console her. She said that they would go straight over to her Hall so that Dad would be able to get straight through to her, and thanked me for warning her, and helping her avoid any. Keeping an eye on the time I stopped us and tied the horses to a couple of trees. We stood talking with each other and talking to the horses when I decided now is the time. I leaned in close took her in my arms and gave her a kiss. She instantly return the kiss with as much passion as I was giving her. Ran my hands down her back till I got to her ass and pulled her close. I’m sure she could feel my throbbing shaft as it pushed against her pelvis. I know for sure because she began to grind. ‘My Kajira!’ Frank thought, almost sputtering from the effort he made at not laughing. “She can speak,” he announced, “but I haven’t given her permission!” The slightest smile curled the edge of Tanya’s lips, pleased that he had caught on so quickly.“What?” the man asked, incredulous. “She’s your slave?”“She’s my sex slave. I own her, outright!” Frank informed the men.He and Tanya had talked about sexual enslavement for brief periods of time, but when Alicia was born, their sex lives were put.