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“I really appreciate this, Mister Kaduska,” Janie said as she accepted his hand and sat up from the canvas sack she’d spent the last hour hiding in.“Oh, my pleasure, my dear. Anything for you, you know that.” The big merchant grinned. “Besides, any opportunity to be a thorn in the side of the Teach gang is one I’ll take.”Janie swung her legs off the table Kaduska had set her down on, and let the rest of the canvas bag fall away as she stood up. She looked around. It hadn’t been long since she’d been here, but it felt like ages.The lighthouse smelled simultaneously musty and smokey. Everything was still a bit damp from the torrent of conjured rain her Wards had created, and the scorch marks were still on the floor where the burning goo had stuck to it.How long had it been since those pirates had taken her hostage right in this room? She’d lost track. Two weeks? Two lifetimes? It was amazing how quickly things change.“This is where Will lives?” Tonya said, pulling herself out of her own sack and looking around with a look of mild disgust on her face. “I mean, I guess I’ve lived in worse places, but I kinda expected more. Will seems so refined.”Janie burst out laughing, then covered her mouth and coughed. “Excuse me.”Tonya gave her a confused look. “What?”Janie and Kaduska looked at each other, amused. Janie sighed. Kaduska grinned. “Miss Tonya, you are a gem.”“What!?” Tonya demanded, pulling herself the rest of the way out of her bag and hopping off the table to look around. “He always dresses nice, and smells nice, but doesn’t wear gaudy stuff or talk down to folks. You work for him, and you’re the most refined person I know. He’s like one of those gentleman adventurers from the penny dreadfuls.”“I am sure he would be happy to hear you say so,” Kaduska chuckled, heading back to the door to bring more things in. Caine, wearing a cowled cloak, came in carrying a box. He set it down on the table and walked back outside.“When I first met Will, this place was in worse shape than it is now. He had a black eye and a hangover, and had clearly not bathed in at least a week. Honestly, I thought he was a squatter. He was exactly the kind of person I would have expected to find in a run-down lighthouse,” Janie said with a small, apologetic shrug.“Only a week? That’s pretty refined by my standards,” Tonya snickered.“Oh dear,” Janie said with a bat of cringe. “I forget about that sometimes.”Tonya fluffed her expensive-looking saloon dress. “Sounds like the disguise is working.”Caine came in again, dropping off a second box next to the third.“We are still going to have to work on your definition of refinement,” Jaine teased.Tonya started wandering around the room, looking closer at Will’s collection of books, charts, and knick-knacks. “Well, if it ain’t you or Will, I don’t know who’s left to be an example. Seems like slim pickings in Bastard’s Bay. I guess you’ll have to do if I’m going to learn, right?”“Well that’s true,” Janie sighed. “I suppose here, the most refined person I can think of is Prelate Alexandra.”Caine snorted as he dropped off a third box. “You can put a bear in silk and lace, but it’s still a bear.”Janie gave Caine a flat, disapproving look. “Lesson one. Do not take his word on what refinement is. He has none.”“What is all this stuff?” Tonya asked, picking up a small stone statuette that had been carved into the vague shape of a curvaceous woman holding an orb over her head.“Keepsakes from Will’s adventures,” Janie said, opening up one of the boxes Caine had brought in.“She’s got tits that would make Bella jealous,” Tonya said, turning the statuette sideways.“Lesson güvenilir bahis two, refined people do not say ‘tits.’” Janie said, trying to sound admonishing but not really succeeding due to holding in her laughter.Tonya put the statue back and picked up a strange-looking brass contraption. “What’s better? Jugs? Boobs?”“I always liked bosoms,” Caine said as he brought in another box.“Very helpful,” Janie said dryly. She was simultaneously uncomfortable with the direction the conversation had gone, and also a bit amused by it. Her amusement surprised her. A few weeks ago she would have been appalled. “A refined person does not speak on such topics at all, and if they must, the most polite term is breasts.”Tonya looked from Janie’s chest to her own. “You might have breasts. Pretty sure mine are just tits.”Janie’s mouth opened in a silent ‘O’ of sympathy and heartbreak. She had no idea what to say. “Oh, Tonya. Don’t talk like that. I- I think you have lovely breasts.”“Me too,” Caine grunted, dropping off the last box.“Likewise,” Kaduska added, shutting the door as he came back in.Janie and Tonya both blushed for very different reasons.“Gentlemen! I-” Janie started, but was cut off by Tonya.“Aw, thanks guys. It’s hard working at Mary’s sometimes. The only ones with smaller tits than me are the boys,” She tapped her lips in thought for a moment. “Actually, pretty sure Chrissy’s are bigger’n mine.”“Chrissy ain’t a boy,” Caine said.“I mean, he’s awful pretty, but I’ve seen his dick,” Tonya said, giving Caine a doubtful look.“You’ve seen her dick,” Caine corrected.Tonya blinked. “Wait. But he-”“She,” Caine said firmly.“But-” Tonya looked to Janie for some sort of guidance or support.Janie was wide-eyed, practically paralyzed in her mortification, shaking her head small and slow.“Boys is boys, and girls is girls,” Tonya said firmly. She looked at Kaduska and Janie again, hoping for backup. Janie stayed silent and wide-eyed, too uncomfortable to speak.“The world is rarely so simple,” Kaduska shrugged. “What you think is one thing is often another.”“And that ain’t even the point,” Caine continued. “When someone tells you who they are, and what they want to be called, that’s what you call them.”“Even if it doesn’t make any sense?” Tonya asked, doubtfully.“Don’t matter if it makes sense to you or not. Only matters that it makes sense to them,” Caine shrugged. “When Janie’s being Evangelina, that’s what we call her.”Tonya shook her head, still not backing down. “She’s still the same person though.”Janie pursed her lips wishing she’d simply gone upstairs when they began discussing breasts.“Exactly,” Caine nodded, starting to go through the boxes Janie had left half-sorted on the table.“No, I mean Evangelina’s a disguise! That’s not really who she is,” Tonya looked to Janie for support again. Janie stayed silent.“How do you know? Maybe Evangelina’s who Janie really is, and Janie’s the disguise,” Caine shrugged.“Or perhaps both are true,” Kaduska added, pouring himself a drink from Will’s sideboard. “People often have many facets.”“But when Janie’s being Evangelina, she doesn’t grow a dick!” Tonya said, exasperated.“Oh, is that what being a man is? Having a dick?” Caine asked.“Yeah!” Tonya looked at Caine like he was growing a second head.“What about Tom?” Caine asked.“Tom? The big guy with the soft face?” Tonya asked. “What about him?”“He’s a eunuch?” Caine said.“What’s that?” Tonya asked.Janie rubbed her forehead with her hands, completely at a loss for words.Caine looked a bit surprised. “It’s when someone’s had their dick…”“Removed,” Kaduska finished, looking a bit güvenilir bahis siteleri uncomfortable.“Huh,” Tonya said. “So Tom doesn’t have a dick?”“Nope,” Caine said with a shake of his head. “Think he’s not a man?”“Well… no. I mean, yeah. I guess he is. Still seems weird though,” Tonya shrugged. “I always thought boys and girls, and what they each got between their legs was pretty well understood.”Caine shook his head. “Still ain’t the point.”Kaduska sat down in Will’s chair and took a drink. “Djinn can change their form to suit their masters’ preference, shaping their bodies, or growing manhood and womanhood as their master wishes.”“Angels got nothing between their legs at all,” Caine added.“How do you know what angels got between their legs?” Tonya asked skeptically.“Church school,” Caine said with a big smile.Tonya looked to Janie again. “Janie, is he fucking with me? Do angels have dicks?”Janie looked down at the ground and fled up the stairs, her face scarlet.______________ Jack bit her lip. Her eyes fluttered and rolled back in her head as Quinn’s talented tongue swirled and flicked around her clit. The pulses and shocks of pleasure made her feel like her entire womanhood was practically convulsing. Quinn had been working on her for at least twenty minutes while the witch and the doctor waited for Will to arrive. She was ready to scream in frustration, but Bella had been insistent. It was her ritual, and she wanted Will to be part of it.Jack knew they didn’t actually need will there. Jack didn’t know a lot about magic, but she had spent enough time with Bella to know that by drawing sexual energy from Jack, and from the Doctor, there would be plenty of power to refill Bella’s reserves. Which meant Bella simply wanted Will there.Jack’s feelings about that were complicated. Her former girlfriend and her former best friend were about to have sex a few feet away from her, separated only by two thin sheets of canvas. Why had she agreed to this?She sighed. She never could say no to Bella.Quinn slipped the tip of his finger into her, jolting her out of her reverie. She looked down at him, stroking the side of his smooth scalp and winding his topknot around her fingers. She squeezed her breast with her other hand and squeezed her hard nipple.She was excited. Not just because of Quinn’s talented ministrations, but also because of what was about to happen in the next tent. She wanted it to happen, and she wanted to be part of it. Will and Bella both deserved to be happy, and she was glad they’d found it in each other. She was also glad Bella wanted to include her, even if it wasn’t directly. It was a start. She could listen to Bella’s small gasps and squeaks of pleasure, and remember every detail of the dark-haired Witch’s luscious body. She had no doubt she’d do the same with her memories of Will when he arrived. The sadness she felt at being so close, yet so far, from the people she loved most felt like a strange sort of penance.“We’re ready,” Bella said breathlessly from next door.“Really need to wait, we?” Doctor Kalfou asked.“Can’t add more to the ritual once it’s started,” Bella said.“Of course you can,” the Doctor said, sounding a bit confused.Jack could practically hear Bella shrugging. “Well I don’t know how.”“Don’t, you?” Doctor Kalfou sighed. “Fine. Wait, we.”“Oh, don’t pout,” Bella purred. There was a rustle of blankets and the whisper of skin on skin. Doctor Kalfou moaned.As the two women seduced each other, Jack was hit by a surge of separation. The distance seemed further than the walls of the tents. Quinn gave her a gentle bite on the thigh iddaa siteleri and slipped his finger into her again, a little deeper than the last time. The wonderful feeling knocked her out of her melancholy again. She looked down. Their eyes met in the near dark and she couldn’t help but smile at him. Somehow, she had no doubt that he knew what she was feeling. She also knew that he would never feel slighted or uncomfortable that her focus was drifting. He knew this situation was difficult for her, and would never do anything that might make it harder.He was selfless in a way that she’d taken a very long time to understand. He was never insecure or jealous. Those were human things, and he was not. He served her out of duty, and out of the most selfless love she had ever experienced. His devotion was another thing that made her feel guilty. She knew she didn’t deserve it.She rubbed her face in her hands, silently admonishing herself for being such a basket case. All three of her loves were close to her, expressing love together for the first time ever, and she couldn’t relax and enjoy it. She bit her lip again, this time in determination. It might not be an ideal circumstance, but it was happening.She heard footsteps outside and the rustle of a tent flap. Her heart felt like it was standing still.“It’s about time,” Bella purred.“Hello, Doctor.” Will’s baritone felt like it was in Jack’s tent with her, full of amusement and subtle demands for answers. Her heart clenched when he spoke.“Hello Mister Sterling,” Doctor Kalfou answered, her voice full of promise and play.“What about me?” Bella asked. Jack knew that tone. She was doing something lewd, putting her body on display shamelessly. “Don’t I get a hello?”Will chuckled. “Hello, Bella.”“Jack’s with us too,” Bella’s fingertips scratched down the thin wall of the tent.Jack could see where her own tent walls were pushed in. She hadn’t realized they were close enough to touch. Her heart was hammering in her chest.“Say hi,” Bella purred.There was a pause. Will said nothing. Jack couldn’t breathe. She was horrified at herself. She couldn’t remember ever feeling anxious like this before. She was angry at her reaction, but couldn’t do anything about it.“Hi, Jack,” Will’s voice finally said.What was in that tone? Was that amusement? Resignation? Judgement? Was she reading into it too much? Quinn bit her thigh again, and gave her an expectant look.“Hi, Will,” she said, trying her best to sound unbothered and amused. Why was this so tense? She felt like she was trying to contain something, but didn’t really understand what it was.“Quinn too,” Bella added, sounding amused.Jack ran her hands through her hair and gave Quinn a silent look of confusion and apology. Quinn was not much for displays of emotion, but she knew him well enough to see the amusement in his black eyes.“Hello, Quinn,” Will’s voice said, definitely sounding resigned and amused this time.“Hello, Mister Sterling,” Quinn said, his voice a bit muffled by Jack’s thighs.“Now that we’re all introduced, I have a proposal for you Will,’ Bella smirked.“You certainly have my attention,” Will said, still sounding amused as his voice suddenly shifted to the tone he usually employed for business negotiations.“My oomph is all run out. I need a refill. They’ve all nicely agreed to help. I was hoping you would too,” Bella’s sultry voice dripped with promise.Jack stifled a laugh. She knew Bella was playing to her audience, and loving it, and honestly, Jack was having a hard time not being amused. Her tension made her feel like she needed to laugh, or do anything, to relieve it, but she didn’t want to draw attention back to herself.“What do I get out of it?” Will asked blithely.Bella huffed in surprise and Doctor Kalfou burst out in stifled laughter. Once the doctor started, Jack couldn’t contain hers any longer.