I could see what they wanted. I don't see that in you," she replied, gasping in pain as a fresh swab cleaned her wounds. "You wouldn't hurt me. You wo...ldn't hurt anyone."I looked up at the girl for a moment, flooded with conflicting feelings. "What's your name?" I asked, forcing back tears as her little body shook from the sting of sterility. Her legs, aside from the gash, were two of the most beautiful things I had seen in a long time. They started at her slender feet, slipping up to muscular. Toni’s brother had been Will’s barber for years and Jasmine persuaded Toni to get a rundown on Will. Her age had Jasmine a little concerned. She had not told Will that she was almost three years older. But Fran at 30 was three years older than Jasmine and also older than her guy. And Toni was in the mid-late thirties and worse than a woman about is age. Fran was a master seamstress who complimented Jasmine's design talent and Toni was the artist with a flair for color. Toni made everything they. My own ships were nearing completion and these were offered to the crown at a premium price. They did not like it but they paid.The European people in North America were not colonies yet but they felt the pinch too. Most of the taxes were based on imported goods. I just happened to have a lot of goods that I had purchased in China and India. The English in North America learned to their detriment that they could not compete. Ships that came here to trade had to drop their prices for their. Nurse Wendy stood up and moved around to the foot of the bed. She reached out and pulled his pajama trousers down to his upper thighs. In the semi-darkness his shy manhood lay foundering on its side, and like its owner – both were caught in a slumber of no return. She shivered at the sight and felt the beginning of a slow, deep, delicious ache between her legs. An ache she'd only felt with men in this state and in no other - the unending silence and stillness.The perfect juxtaposition that made.