But I can tell you Sandra, you will have to do exactly as I say. There can be no disagreement from you. My word is the law or the law will be called o...n you.’ Sandra swallowed hard as she had the slight feeling she has just made a deal with the devil. ‘Uh, okay. I’ll do whatever you want. Do you need me to be a like a maid or work in the yard?’ The woman smiled slightly. ‘No my dear, I certainly don’t need a maid or a gardener. However, I do have something in mind. I’d like for you to follow me. She would usually win because the men would underestimate her even with her obvious look of power, which turn them on more than scared them ,until she started ranking up a high number of wins and she was also exceptionally brutal .Her last fight put a merchant sailor in the hospital for a week and netted her $3000 from money thrown for the entertainment and his pay . She just kept walking and just stood in front of them. Tapping the end of her dagger.They looked at her and then looked at. What to do? She pondered. Finally, she decided to straddle the rail and await Smee and then undress while on the rail after he left. Although Tink’s sex was still sore from yesterday’s ride on the rail, as her Master once called it and of course, from their mating but she bore the pain as a matter of pride. This was, after all, part of Master’s love for her, his purifying her defects. Gingerly, she settled onto the rail, cautious to avoid forward or backward motion that would cause splinters to. Just the thought of this not producing a peep of result, even as a matter of failure, makes many sweat on the possibility they've been duped.Cracks in their synchronization inevitably form having been standing around for an hour. Their voices waver like the flames in front of them. Further, dry throats cause a few to cough between their recitation, dampening the hearts of others around.'Has this been all for-'The expansion of flames and loud pop interrupts the group leader's thoughts, her voice.