It was all her fault. If she hadn't wantonly seduced her own pa! Why did she have to entice him into fucking her? He had stuck his shotgun in his mout...h and pulled the trigger with his toe to take away the guilt. The blame was all hers!"I wish I was dead!" she said to herself.She could hear her Aunt Stacy moving around in the next room, but all she wanted to do was stay under the covers and hide from the world.Her aunt had other ideas on the matter as she stormed into the bedroom. Ripping back. "Please, let me die. I hurt soo bad." I will keep my word." I pulled my knife and cut his throat. He bled out quickly.The other captives saw my actions and were horror stricken until the Leader died gurgling as he bled out and drowned in his blood. When his body relaxed in death, the captives began to have new, confused looks on their faces. I told my men to take it easy on the captives until we had time to question them. There were less than twenty men, twenty-two women, and six children. I. She smiled and said, you are not going to have this problem lifelong, I think in two months or so, you will be able to do that.At that moment I wanted to say something, but I paused myself, and she understood that, and asked what…?, I said nothing, she said you want to say something, I said I think I have to wait for my next birth, for that. She said why, I said forget it, and tried to avoid going further in that, but she was not ready to leave the topic, and asked me again, somehow I managed. They’s already a’plotting with dare calendar.”I had been hired as driver and watchmen of the women’s travels to market and on social calls. My job was to care for the team and carriage and to be alert, day and night, keeping the females from harm.I was working on the carriage, checking and greasing the axle stubs, when the man’s wife appeared in the carriage-house doorway. She lifted an eyebrow and beckoned me with her forefinger.“Now,” she said, taking a deep breath that was very revealing.