At the bottom of the garden, there was a 3 rung open fence, the open fields, and there was only one small part of the back garden that was over-looked..., and that was by a house that Jon told me had only an old man living in it. Apparently his wife had died a couple of years ago. I was still laid out on the patio when Jon got back from work. "Like sun-bathing Vanessa?" he asked. "Yes Master" I replied. "Well then, after you have got me some food, you can spend another couple of hours laid on the. .. so you are saying that you have not yet found it?” Drake asked knowingly.Montoya’s eyes went wide, his mouth wordlessly moving. He knew he had given away their secret mission, not just to an Englishman, but also to the best sailor in the entire world.“You needn’t say anything more, my good boy,” Drake assured him. “It is now time for you and your crew to depart back to your ship. My first mate, John Hawkins, shall escort you.”Sitting alone in his cabin, Francis excitedly worked in his. I was dressed in low cut, light weight summer dress that was down to my knees. I wore pumps without nylons to show off my lusciously tanned and slender legs.After a couple hours of drinking and mingling, Rich struck up a conversation with me.After a few more drinks and some small talk, Rich suggested that we leave the party and go over to his place for a few drinks. His wife was out of town and the party was starting to get boring. Feeling buzzed and a bit frisky, I agreed. I followed Rich to. “So, that should be fair warning to you to leave me alone, since I can contact this ... Listener.”From behind me I heard a musical laugh at that comment. The lithe woman in leather armor rose from where she had been kneeling and stood by my side. She pulled her hood back, exposing her face. “Perhaps I should introduce myself at this point, since we have only communicated via letter in the past. I am Astrid, former leader of the Dark Brotherhood in Skyrim. I am still the Hand of the Listener,.