"I went to lift the cover of a blanket but he stopped me. "No, sir. We had a devil of a job bringing them out, and I fear some of the bodies got burne.... Not a sight you want to remember your loved ones by." I had seen the contorted bodies and faces of men burned to death, and certainly did not want to see Caroline or any others of my family in that state.Men hit by a musket ball will tell you that the shock of the strike brings on a numbness, which can last for seconds, minutes, or sometimes. “Oh! and of course you will be paid-” Oh shit Lizzie hadn’t thought about payment a girl as beautiful as this would demand a price we can’t really afford at the moment...or ever. Makaela cut her off, she was rich. She was extremely rich it was why she had a slight ego. It seemed kind of expected because not only was she extremely beautiful she also had maids who did everything at her whim. Makaela smiled, “It’s okay, you don’t have to pay me." She looked embarrassed, “These pictures are too. A chance to look for another way." A sudden grin crossed her face. "As Spock would say, there are always alternatives."My mouth dropped open; she'd read my mind and knew that the Star Trek quote would get my attention. I sat, dumbfounded, contemplating what she'd said.Anya had a serious expression. "Promise me you won't do anything drastic in the park," she said in a soft but commanding voice. She stared at me, sensing my hesitation. "Promise me."I knew she wasn't going to let me leave. Why the hell did he disappear like that? Why would you not want any more blow jobs from someone who was obviously so dammed good at it like Mom? Come to think of it, Mom had never really explained what had happened between them. I guess it was just one of those things parents didn't want their kids to know about as they drifted apart. And here I was taking his place. Which was kind of insane when you think about it.A surge of pleasure suddenly ran through me and I reached down to grab Mom by.