.. ," I began.And then quick as a flash, "Aw, go-orn Ems," Kevin interrupted in what might be the worst Cockney accent I've ever heard, "'e's got-chew... fair 'n' square."Oh dear, now what? Do the right thing and disappoint Kevin, exposing him as a prankster – or worse, a liar – to the guy? Or go along and have a fun story to tell later?"You've got a good eye, Sir," I said in my best Hermione Oxford English accent (which actually sounded pretty good to my ear) and giving him a big sunny smile. Pedro had work for the man if he was up to it. He made sure the coin was plentiful.The Hawk sailed the next morning. It sailed with a full crew and a strong force of guardsmen. It was escorted out to sea by a Portuguese warship. Aboard it sailed Bartholomew once more as the Hawk's first mate, Ishmael, and Don Enrique de Pissarro.The Hawk sailed west first for a league or two and then turned south once they were in the current. With the wind at their backs and the sea favourable for travel the. My eyes were still closed, but I felt my lover’s presence against my chest, and a wave of blissful contentment spread across my body.The December morning air was cold against my right cheek, the pillow reassuringly warm against my left. I snuggled deeper into the covers and their cocooning heat while pressing my chest against her back, covered only by a thin layer of cotton. As my senses came alive, the fingers of my left hand reflexively squeezed the large breast I was currently palming as my. . but, I think we should leave talking about them until later. Today, I thought you might want to look at this."He slid the binder over to me, and I made a point to act uninterested when I opened it. But really, I was curious. And soon, I discovered that it was a picture book, starting out with baby pictures of a dark-haired boy."This is you?" I asked."Yup," Eddie replied, looking over my shoulder. "But, you can skip over the first half of those if you want... there was something else that I.