."Connor found himself unable to finish the sentence.The pirate chuckled again."Nay. She was too fine a pearl to let that lot have her. I bought her m...eself." You bought her?" Batterton asked."Aye. Bought their shares of her out, I did. And a damned poor bargain it seemed at first. She was a wildcat, gents, and no mistake. Spat at me, tried to claw me eyes. I had to lash her in a hammock each night to prevent her from killin' me with me own sword."He shook his head and poured himself another. After he departed she reflected upon the evening. They had both made it clear earlier that they weren’t looking for a permanent relationship. Hot as the sex had been, he was a real farm boy and she couldn’t foresee a future with a guy who liked hunting and fishing. There was also an element of immaturity about him that certainly wasn’t partnership material.*The following Tuesday Catherine visited the pub for dinner as usual. As her eyes scanned the bar after she had placed her order and. With a little better income she had turned her attention to renovating the inside of the house while Jay worked on the other buildings. Now they had a small sheep farm up and running but the sheep often caused unexpected delays in plans and used funds that were earmarked for other things. Jay was working part-time at the community college teaching English. It wasn’t a lot of income but it left him free to run the farm, for the most part. Liz had gotten the idea for a family reunion the year. Slim, 5ft 6in tall, with long blonde hair that looked best done up in a bun, bright, blue eyes and a dazzling smile that made every boy ache with desire. She had a pretty face that melted the heart, and large tits that stiffened many a cock. Not too big, but not too small either: perfect. I would guess her bra size was 34D. At that time, she must have been about 30. To match her brilliant looks, Miss Goodsey had been bestowed with a friendly personality, intent upon helping every last child to.