Fat lot of good it does me now that we're back in Jersey to know the Rake wandered away from his post. Last time no one was home, but it wouldn't have been hard killing the neighbor woman and her child and then getting in as I did before.
Such is life....
There will be other opportunities. Perhaps their allies might be the better target while I wait for my chance though.
The pretty little darling
has a lover calling,
but ho? What's this? An offer of money?
Methinks he's not come for the hive, but the honey.
Has he done what needs doing,
this one who's been wooing
our pretty lady of the shade?
What is the cost, sirrah, of getting laid?
Why, oh y, do these lovely girls
always chase after the wealthy churls?
Some info please, I call to my friend
come aid me now, a means to an end....
