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Tuesday, April 30, 2013
In Brist's time - Chapter 11
why do you hate Brist so?” Morgan asked his older brother.
makes you think I hate her?”
couldn’t even speak to her during dinner without arguing about
something. I know she says some outrageous things, but she is family,
and you should at least try
to get along with her.”
you believe her?” Nicholas asked.
don’t? How can you not? She has things from the future, and she
knows things she couldn’t possibly if she wasn’t.”
more inclined to believe her guilty of witchcraft than time travel.
She has bewitched you all.”
Nicholas, what is wrong with you? You don’t just accuse ladies of
being witches!” Morgan exclaimed in dismay.
don’t go around claiming they’re relatives from the future!”
do if they really are!” Morgan knew that had sounded childish, but
he couldn’t think of anything better to say. “Apologize.”
“I cannot allow you to slander Brist
like that. Now apologize, or I’ll have to inform mother of your bad
manners,” Morgan considered challenging him to a duel, but he knew
that he could never beat his older brother in a fair fight. Also, he
had no desire to have another wounded brother in the house. (Which
would likely be him.)
Meanwhile, Nicholas had no desire to
receive another tongue lashing from his mother. The one he had
received earlier was enough to keep his ears ringing for days to
come. He cringed as he
David Evans! I know I raised you better than that! You do not ever
violate a lady like that!” She had loudly stated.
her! I was the one who was bested and thrown on the floor!”
Nicholas had protested.
“Well, if you had
controlled yourself and treated her properly, she would not have had
to defend herself!” His mother, in her anger, left no room for him
sighed, willing to do anything to avoid his mother's wrath.
sorry,” he grumbled reluctantly.
was that?” Morgan asked.
said I’m sorry. I’m sorry I ever laid eyes on that woman! I wish
she would just go back to wherever she came from and leave our family
alone,” Nicholas said emphatically, trying to ignore the little
inner voice that called him a liar.
the door, Brist stopped walking as she overheard him. She had been
returning to her room from the twins’. She shrugged sadly and
continued on her way.
“David, how can you
say that? We can’t go now,” Regina said.
ship is still ready and waiting. Tomorrow, the boys and I will go
hunting for that bandit camp, and when we find it, we’ll reclaim
our horses. Then, after that, I can find no reason to stay any
longer,” David told his wife.
“We can’t just leave Brist here,
and we can’t take her with us. We have to stay,” Regina
can’t we take her with us?” David asked, his plan had been to do
so if Nicholas could not manage to control himself.
not used to our ways yet. Taking her to England and introducing her
to the ton would just be cruel. Not to mention, think of the scandal
she would undoubtedly cause!”
we leave her here,” David stated, mentally reminding himself to
have a firm discussion with his eldest son.
with Nicholas? Aside from the fact that such a situation is highly
improper, David, they would kill each other 10 minutes after we were
out the door! Also, we can’t just expect Nicholas to accept her
into his household when it’s so obvious that he doesn’t like
her,” Regina pointed out.
have an idea that should work beautifully. We’ll leave the twins,”
David! No! We are not
leaving my babies behind,” Regina refused.
have made up my mind. If we leave the twins, we don’t have to worry
about Brist’s reputation. Also, if we hire Brist as their
chaperone, then I have provided a solution to Brist’s request for
Nicholas can hardly refuse to keep her here if she’s in my employ,”
David said, proud of himself for thinking of such a brilliant
may well be true, but I have never been without them. I don’t know-
I will not allow them to- David they are my babies! You can’t
expect me to just leave them behind,” Regina wailed, distraught.
listen, Brist will need female companionship just as much as the
twins would if it were they in her position. Now stop your
protestations, I have made up my mind, and there’s no changing it.
The twins will stay behind, and that’s that.” David quickly
covered his wife’s mouth with his own to silence any forthcoming
objections. His hands roamed her body, and he marveled at how much he
still wanted his wife after nearly 30 years of marriage. He explored
her body with his mouth, paying special attention to all the spots he
had discovered over the years that drove her wild.
Regina moaned with
desire and frustration. It was unfair that he still was able to
render her incoherent after all these years, and he knew it! He used
this tactic every time he wanted to win an argument, because he knew
she would agree to anything in the heat of passion. She was
determined to not give in this time.
David knew his wife was feeling like
molten lava, and he hadn’t even touched her womanhood yet. “Say
that the twins can stay,” he demanded.
Regina shook her head.
grinned as he lowered his mouth to gently blow on the hair covering
her sex. Regina whimpered. He lightly ran his tongue over the
pea-sized bundle of nerves that drove her to near insanity when
gasped. She felt as if she were flying; as if the room was spinning.
Why oh why does he
always have this effect on me?
If Regina had been still able to think coherently, she would have
thought how unfair it was that David was once again using this
tactic. He knew perfectly well that Regina agreed to anything while
in this state, and often did this to her when she wasn’t in
agreement with him.
was at the point when she had to explode or die, and David, sensing
this, paused to resume negotiations with his wife.
they can stay,” he demanded. Regina just barely remembered to
whisper no. David positioned himself so that he could tease his
wife’s clitoris with his manhood. Regina inhaled sharply.
take me,” she nearly sobbed.
will, just as soon as you give permission for the twins to stay,”
David assured his wife.
shook her head and raised her hips to try to take him inside her.
David anticipated her tactic and moved out of her reach, yet managed
to maintain contact between them. This frustrated Regina to the point
“Calm down, my love, all you have to
do is say they can stay and I will give you what you want,” David
promised, kissing her neck.
I’ll do anything you say, please just take me now!” Regina
begged. David placed the very tip of himself inside her then paused
to ask her:
you sure about that?”
would have raised herself to take him, but was still raised from her
previous attempt, so she wrapped one leg around his waist, followed
quickly by the other forcing him to plunge deep inside her. David
laughed at his wife’s determination, and decided to give in to her
demands now that she had given in to his. He rode her through two
climaxes before he allowed himself to spill his seed deep within her.
Spent, he lay down next
now, you must be getting old if that’s the best you can do,”
Regina teased him as she regained her ability to think.
You are becoming more demanding every day!” David said in mock
frustration. “Old you say? I’ll show you just what this old man
can do!” David promised, and then proceeded to do just that.
In the room that Brist
was assigned, she was preparing to go on her planned expedition to
retrieve her horse. She was deciding what to wear, and so far had
separated all her clothing into two piles; one of just black items,
and the other contained all her other clothing. Something one might
find on Charlie’s Angels, yet also something that a cat burglar
might wear to keep himself concealed in shadows.
decided to start with her undergarments, for even though no one would
see them, they would help keep her in the right frame of mind...
sneaky! She put on a black bra made out of lace and a matching pair
of thong underwear. Over those she put on a form-fitting, black baby
tee that had the word Goddess on it in red, and form fitting pants
that flared slightly from her calves down.
decided that she would need to do something with her hair so that it
wouldn’t be in her way. She considered various styles before
deciding on a simple braid with plenty of stray locks to frame and
highlight her face.
After deciding that she looked
gorgeous, Brist picked up her gun and tried to decide where to put
it. Where would one of Charlie’s Angels hide it? How about
Scully? Brist tried tucking it in the back of her pants, but they
were so snug that she couldn’t get the gun to fit properly. Hmm,
so that wouldn’t work, maybe in my bra? No, that would be too
obvious. My handgun maybe small, but it isn’t that
Brist chuckled as she realized that
with the size of her breasts, the gun just might fit after all. Even
so, she decided to bring a spare purse that she could tie around her
waist, covering her sacrum.
Brist took a look in the mirror; I
look great; very Amanda from Highlander: The Raven. Cautiously,
she opened her bedroom door and looked out to see if the coast was
clear. It was, and so she silently made her way to the servant’s
stairs, which she figured would be her best bet for getting out of
the house unnoticed.
In the kitchen,
Nicholas heard a faint noise coming from the servant’s stairs,
which he thought was odd for this time of night. He quickly stepped
into the pantry, which gave him a good view of the kitchen, and yet
kept him hidden from view. Seconds later, he saw Brist emerge from
the stairway and head out the door.
what is she up to?” He asked himself. Without deciding to, he
followed her outside and into the woods, completely forgetting the
food he was so eager for just moments ago. It looked like she was
heading in the direction they went earlier today.
in league with the thieves! I was
right!” He whispered to himself triumphantly. Yet somehow, Nicholas
was unsure as to whether he should
be triumphant... or disappointed.
followed her for about an hour, trying his best to keep up with her
and not be detected by her at the same time. Which was hard for she
was fast, and he almost had to run to keep up with her, which didn’t
leave him much time to avoid anything in his path. She stopped
suddenly, looked around a moment, adjusted her course slightly, then
continued on. Only now she was walking slowly and keeping to the
I’m correct, and I believe I am, then the thieves made camp right
about where the town will one day be located,
Brist thought to herself. Then, she vaguely remembered a story about
the thieves and the town. The thieves camp was located farther out
than the town, it wasn’t until her many times great grandma Brist
founded the town that they moved closer to treepass, which was
finished by then. Wait,
didn’t Belana say her
great-grandmother founded the town?
was moving silently in the direction she was sure the camp must be
in. Just like in the
movies, I am undetectable to the enemy, moving in swiftly yet
cautiously to rescue the damsel in distress, or rather horses in
distress. Any moment now I will come across a feeble attempt at
security, a guard to try to keep me out.
Brist had to cover her mouth with her hand to keep herself from
laughing out loud at her thoughts.
Suddenly, she froze.
From where she stood, she could just make out the outline of the
camp. Okay, so where are the camp guards? Slowly, she circled
the perimeter of the camp, careful to keep out of view of anyone who
might be watching.
in blazes is she doing? If she is in league with the thieves, why
doesn’t she just walk directly into camp?
Nicholas wondered. From where he was, he couldn’t see the camp, but
he figured that it must be there, or else why would Brist be walking
as if she were circling something.
should have brought a gun, I could then kill all the thieves and be
done with them once and for all. Maybe I can still find a way to do
so, and then once Brist sees that it’s hopeless, she’ll consent
to be my mistress, and I’ll finally be able to teach her a woman’s
proper place. Wait a second….
had to once again place her hand over her mouth to prevent herself
from crying out when she saw her beloved horse. She counted the
horses, hoping that she’d be able to recognize all the Evans family
horses, for she didn’t want to steal any of the thieves’ horses.
Thirteen, but then that would mean that they all belonged to the
family. Didn’t the
thieves have any of their own? Maybe
they kept theirs in a separate pen. And
are the guards? Surely a thief’s camp would have some
then, Brist spotted a man sitting under a nearby tree, she edged
closer to him, trying to figure out a way to subdue him silently.
What would Xena do?
Hmm… I hope it doesn’t come to that.
walked as close to the man as possible without being seen. She held
her breath; it was now that would decide the outcome of her
excursion. Either he would spot her and shout out in alarm, causing
her to kick more thieving butt (or be shot trying), or she would
subdue him without causing alarm, and waltz out of here with all
was that noise?
it? … Yes it is!
man was snoring softly; he was sound asleep! Oh
what luck! Brist made
a soft noise calling Cream to her. She was sure that Cream had
already smelled her, but was smart enough to stay put until signaled.
Cream didn’t even bother to move for she knew that she couldn’t
go anywhere while she was tied to a long post along with all the
Brist quickly untied
Cream from the post, allowing her to roam freely for a moment while
she untied all of the other horses and tied them to each other.
“If this weren’t
incredibly convenient for me, I’d find the man that left all of you
ungroomed and in your saddles, and I’d smack him so hard that he’d
see stars for the rest of his life!” Brist told the horses
Brist led the horses
around the perimeter of the camp until she was facing the direction
that she needed to travel. She was just about to mount Cream, when
she heard a familiar voice and decided to investigate.
I hate this, we were better off in England. At least there we weren’t
you know as well as I do that if we had remained in England, we would
have ended up thieves in the end. I hate it too, but what other
choice do we have?”
there are a few gentlemen in the city that would pay nicely for the
privilege of bedding an actual titled lady,” Belana suggested.
will not have you whoring!”
I will not have the last of my children starve to death!”
visibly choked back whatever he was going to say, and sighed. “Our
plans were to claim a piece of land and use our savings to turn it
into a farm capable of supporting ourselves. That plan fell apart
only because those rich Evans bastards stole every dime we owned in
payment for our passage here. We have only been stealing from them
out of revenge, but what if we stopped plaguing them for the change
they carry in their pockets, and we actually sneak into their house
and rob them of enough money to accomplish our goal?”
I will not allow you to fall so low. What if, instead, we sold their
horses? 13 fine horses should bring a fair price, and then we could
sorry, but you wont get the chance to do that either,” Brist said,
calling attention to herself. She pointed her gun at them so that
they wouldn’t do anything rash, like sound an alarm...
doing here?” Randy demanded.
“Retrieving some stolen property,”
Brist answered with a shrug.
“The instant you try, I’ll have the
entire camp come out to stop you,” Randy threatened.
but I’ve already recovered our horses, the only reason I’m still
here is to get our jewelry,” Brist informed the good-looking thief.
She had intended to let them keep the money and jewelry they had
taken, but now that she had insanely allowed them to know that she
was there, she figured she may as well recover as much as she could.
and Brist stood glaring at each other, both trying to figure out
their opponent’s next move, and how to effectively counter it.
Randy judged Brist to be about one foot out of his natural reach, but
perhaps if he used the element of surprise, he could remove the gun
from her grasp. Gathering his courage, he lunged for her, praying
that she wouldn’t shoot him.
had no intention of shooting anyone unless she had no other choice.
When she realized that Randy was going to try to disarm her, she
stepped aside and tripped him, using her arm to ensure that he landed
directly at her feet. Face down. Brist placed her foot on his neck
and pointed the gun at his head, surreptitiously checking to make
sure the safety was still engaged.
don’t kill him!” Belana cried softly, for she feared that if she
made too much noise – and accidentally alerted the camp to what was
going on – her husband would be shot for sure.
some rope,” Brist ordered her. “And don’t even think about
getting help. Oh, and find something to gag him with as well.” Once
Belana had found the requested items, Brist motioned for her to tie
her husband up.
glared at Brist with murder in his eyes, but allowed his wife to do
as she was told.
bring me the jewelry and money that your husband stole from us
today,” Brist ordered when Belana had finished her task. Belana did
as she was told, handing her the bags, which still contained all of
the stolen items. “Please understand that I have to tie you up now
“I understand, but please Lady Evans,
please understand that I am also against the theft that had occurred.
It's just... my husband is only doing what he has to in order for us
to survive. We have no money, no other place to go, and no food. Any
food that we do manage to steal, we feed to our children, and yet
they are starving! Please, isn’t there anything you can do to help
us? Perhaps you could leave us some of the jewelry to sell for food,
or one of the horses,” Belana pleaded.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t do that,
only one of those horses belongs to me, and she wouldn’t allow
anyone else to ride her even if I did give her up. As for the money
and jewelry, none of it belongs to me, so I can’t let you keep it
either,” Brist apologized.
She helped Belana to her knees, and
using some of the excess rope used to tie up Randy, she tied Belana’s
feet together, and then she tied her hands. She left them in a
position that would allow Belana easy access to untie Randy after
Brist had gone. She was about to place a gag in Belana’s mouth when
the woman – who was an exact replica of her friend in the future,
only older – spoke out.
take my child with you! Belana implored. “Her name is Sarah, and
she is sleeping just inside that tent.”
would you want me to take your child?” Brist asked, utterly
already lost one child, and I can’t bear
to watch as another one dies. I know that if you take her with you,
she will be taken care of,” Belana explained. Randy violently shook
his head and moaned in protest. Brist thought for a few moments.
you sure this is what you want?” She asked, and Belana nodded.
Tears streamed down the bound woman’s cheeks. “Alright then, I
will,” Brist agreed with a heavy sigh.
Inside the tent, Brist found the child
– a toddler of about three – asleep on a bed made up of thin
blankets. The child was much too thin, and she whimpered in her sleep
as if experiencing nightmares. Gently, Brist extracted the child from
the bed and carried her out to her parents.
now on you
are her mother, and she is your
daughter,” Belana said to Brist. Randy looked wounded, or as if he
were about to be sick. Tears streamed down his face, and Brist found
that she was crying too.
“I will take good care of your
daughter,” Brist promised the outlaw parents as she held the little
girl up to Belana so that the sacrificing mother could kiss her
daughter goodbye. “Already you are a better mother than I could
ever hope to be, for I seriously doubt that I could ever give up my
own child, even if it were for her own good.”
Brist shifted the sleeping child so
that she could hug her mother, who she still thought of as her friend
in the future. Then, she placed the gag in the woman’s mouth, for
she still couldn’t chance an alarm being sounded. She intuitively
knew that this Belana had also handed her a guarantee that the
bandits wouldn't rob from them again out of fear that this child
would be harmed in retaliation.
know you aren’t able to give your daughter a hug or a kiss goodbye,
and since she is sleeping and I don’t want to wake her just yet,
she can’t give one to you. So I am going to do it for her,” Brist
informed Randy as she leaned over to kiss his cheek. After taking a
moment to try to stop crying and wipe away her tears, Brist made her
getaway. She paused a foot away from her horse, for the toddler
whimpered in her sleep.
poor baby,” she murmured soothingly as she ran her fingers through
the girl’s hair. Then, she kissed the sleeping child’s forehead.
Sarah stirred in her sleep, flinging her arms around Brist’s neck.
few feet away, Nicholas felt a strange pull at his heart. He was more
confused by Brist now than he had ever been confused by a woman
before in his life. He watched as Brist mounted her horse, and then
decided to stop her before she got away and he had to walk home.
must say,” he said, standing in front of Cream. “That you handled
that very well.”
“It is a very good thing that they
cannot see or hear us, for I would not want them to think that I have
anything to do with you. Don’t you have anything better to do than
spy on me?” Brist asked as she untied the rest of the horses from
Cream, and then flung the rope at him.
The two antagonists stared at each
other for a few long moments. Suddenly, Brist had a mischievous idea,
and she grinned impishly. Nicholas watched incredulously as Brist
kicked Cream into a soft canter, leaving him alone with 12 horses.
Brist was riding into the family’s stables. She laid Sarah on a
blanket covering a semi-soft pile of hay while she took care of her
horse. Brist was still upset at finding that the horses had not been
properly groomed, and so took her time to thoroughly brush down
Cream. Finishing up, she tossed a warm blanket over the patient
horse, and unconsciously placed her in the same stall that she would
occupy in the future. She then carried Sarah to her room, just barely
remembering to go to the one she was assigned to in this time, for
her sub-conscious had led her to the one she had always had in the
Brist sighed as she cuddled up to the toddler,
who wriggled against her, seeking warmth. It was not long before she
was enveloped by deep, blissful sleep.
did she expect me to handle 12 horses when she’s seen
how bad I am at handling just one?” Nicholas grumbled. Here he had
tried to avoid walking home, only to end up not only walking, but
also struggling with 12 horses. “I should have just watched to see
how she planned to handle not only the horses, but the babe too. How
did I get myself into this mess? All I’ve wanted since I first laid
eyes on the wench was to persuade her to bed me, and here’s she’s
ruined any chance of me joining her in bed tonight. Ah! The witch!
With her purple witch’s eyes, and her desirable, voluptuous little
body. Why can’t I get her out of my mind?!” Nicholas asked his
horse, which just so happened to be the lead horse. The horse simply
rolled his eyes and snickered at him.
made a disbelieving noise, and tried his best to put her out of his
mind, but ended up driving himself almost to the point of insanity by
the time he got home. By the time he took the last few steps into the
stables, the sky was giving him the impression that it was holding
back the sun on purpose, just to annoy him even more.
Nicholas’ mood had long ago passed
foul, and now it was simmering somewhere between frightful and
abominable. He had no intention of taking the time to properly groom
one of the horses, let alone all 12. Nicholas found no purpose in
doing himself what he paid others for. So, he strode moodily over to
one of the stable boys, grabbed him out of his bed, and tossed him
onto the stable master. The two employees awoke fighting, each
positive that the other had started the fight.
fighting! I want these horses taken care of right away!” Nicholas
“Of course my lord, immediately!”
The startled stable master promised. He was a man brought over with
them from England. Nicholas made a beeline for his bedroom, grumbling
the entire way.
I weren’t so blasted exhausted at this moment, I would go strangle
that pain-in-the-arse while she slept! GOD! I feel as if I just
returned from a yearlong pilgrimage in which I carried pebbles in my
boots as penance for my sins!” By this time, Nicholas was crawling
into his bed. He hadn’t even bothered to remove any of his clothes;
not even his boots! He sighed as he drifted off to sleep, muttering,
“I’ll kill her when I wake up.”