"My God," said the lord Iosoan after uncounted moments of silence."I don't believe it," breathed Captain Burto in reply. A beat passed, again in silen...ce. "How long do you think it's been like this?"Iosoan shook his head, said: "They must've had scouts. They must know we're here."Just over one hundred yards distant was the outer edge of the once happy village Abita. The trading posts were once filled with customers, the barns once filled with livestock and the fields once filled with crops. The. Angela then took Carol in her arms and kissed her as she untied my wife. They both just held each other in a warm embrace.Then Angela’s whole demeanor changed, she said, hey Carol, Rhonda told me that before I got to the bar you danced with Jean and made out with her? Carol said, yeh we danced and kissed once or twice, and I pulled down her blouse and sucked on her nipples. You know I like Jean but nothing else has ever happened between us. Angela was furious and shot out of bed to get a set of. After ordering a beer, I nervously walked around as many eyes were upon me. Fresh meat, I guess. One man in particular caught my attention, a middle-aged black man with a stocky build who sat with a drinking partner. New to the cruising scene, I had little idea what to do so I decided to sit next to him. After a while I was able to join in on the conversation the two friendly men were having. The white man was named Roy and the Black man Larry. I thought I felt an extra squeeze on Larry’s. Moore. I have nothing to say to you," Rose answered closing the door in the man's face.He put his foot in the door. "You wouldn't want me to knock on doors here telling all them stuffy Englishmen that you were nothing but a lousy saloon whore, would you? I reckon that would hurt your repo ... repudiation, wouldn't it?" So it's blackmail you're after?" Rose asked, outwardly cold but having a sinking feeling inside."Let's just say you owe my family. It's with you our troubles began." He pushed.