Thread: A smorgasboard of depraved fun!

An assortment of historical ideas - ages negotiable within site allowance Revolutionary War Period America Abigail, affectionately referred to as Abby by her family, loved her life in Boston. She was an industrious and happy girl, religious, loyal to her parents. Under her mother's careful tutelage she learned to read and write, to cook and clean, to sew and tend to the poor and sick. Her father was an attorney, her mother a housewife. In Abby's mid teens, things started getting very bad in Boston with the redcoats, and she still remembers the horrible day that war was declared by the battle at Concord. Since then, her father has left home and is an officer in the American army. When the redcoats took over Boston, several British officers were headquartered in their house. Abby hated them. They were cruel and demanding, treating her and her mother more like servants than the rightful home owners. But her mother was there, so all was well. And then that fateful morning when her mother was arrested for spying. There was little doubt, she had papers on her stolen from the officers who lived there. Her mother was taken away, and Abby was left alone in the house, no longer the off-limits daughter of the home owners, but the daughter of a spy and a rebel officer, alone and at the mercy of the officers in her home. Wild West America The Orphan Train was quite an event. Orphans from the east loaded onto a train, ushered off at each train stop in the west and handed off to whomever wanted them. Of course girls were not just handed off to men, but if the man was married and his wife was home sick, well....the poor woman was sure to need a helpful girl. And Ella was definitely helpful. A capable 14 year old girl, small but sturdy, she could cook and clean and sew and tend to children like an experienced mother. She had been an orphan ever since she could remember, and was looking forward to a home and family of her own. How unfortunate for her, as fate had an entirely different idea for the poor girl in mind. Late Medievel The young Lady Juliana was brought to court on her fifteenth birthday to be introduced to the queen who happened to be her second cousin. The queen was charmed by the pretty girl, and took her on as one of her ladies. It was like throwing a lamb to wolves. Juliana had been raised by her grandmother in a secluded country home. She gardened, read the few books they had, learned to sew and run a household and play the lute. She attended church one a day with her grandmother, and if not for the wishes of her family to make a good marriage match would have happily joined the convent. But here at court, it was a life of revelry and ribald laughter. Even the queen herself had a lover, though she certainly kept it quiet. Juliana prayed fervently that she would retain her purity despite the trying life she led here. The Crusades Safa was the youngest daughter of the Sheik, bred and raised in luxurious beauty and safety. She never saw a man except her father and brothers and the eunuchs in the harem. Her father adored her, a wise Muslim man with three wives, all of whom lived happily in the harem together, he doted on this youngest smiling child of his, seeing to her education so that she would be a proper muslim wife, able to raise children strong in the faith. When she turned sixteen, he reluctantly began searching for a proper marriage for her, unhappy for her to be leaving his household but proud of the beautiful and gentle girl he had raised. Her four elder sisters had all married, and lived close by, and the Sheik hoped to find Safa a husband who would keep her close to her aging father as well. But then the infidel came, like a cloud of locusts, destroying everything they touched, raping and sodomizing and murdering. Safa's father took his men and went to fight with his cousin the emir, leaving behind a token force led by two of Safa's elder brothers to protect his people. The attack came in the early morning, a sweeping line of horsemen rising over the ridge, falling down on the village with a vengeance. They slew everyone, the screams and the metallic scent of blood filled the air. Safa was awoken by a frantic eunuch sent by her brother, she hastily drew on her white veil and a soft linen robe dyed orange and brown, with gold lining. Jewels were stuffed hastily into a bag, another bag was filled with bread, cheese, and dates. Her protector led her out of the back, towards where the stable was, with her father's prize horses.