"Are you sure the doctor said you can do this?" They said if I feel up to it, I can. And even if it not, I'd lie anyway. Walter loves Pussy," he began...very slow. Just as Gabrielle liked.Vice-President Clarke was the one who had talked President Cunningham into running for another term. He told how popular she was. He explained to her that being a beautiful woman only made her preferred over any other candidate of either party. Plus she had the know how to be President and if she wished, she. Marty led us to the back of the ship, which we learned was called the 'stern', then up to another deck where they steer from, the 'helm'. He had orders to keep us out of the crew's way. Marty was pleasant and somewhat cute, and a little shy. Like the rest of the crew, he was filthy. We watched as the work continued around us, taking in the salt air while enjoying the sun.After a bit, Bella joined us. She'd been forward making sure things were properly stowed away. Bella was very funny. She was. Then I had an idea so I whispered, “Bec, not that way. There’s only more rooms that way. Follow me.”Then I grabbed Bec’s hand and we crept over behind the couches. By crouching down and ducking across the gaps somehow we made it to the other side without being detected. We worked our way along the wall and then I pulled her through the open door of the nearest bathroom.I carefully closed the door before hitting the light button so the bathroom went from dim to bright in an instant. Bec was. ”“Yes, we found them, tied up and drugged. We cut their bonds and have to wait until they wake, before taking them home.”“Home?”“Yes. We don’t yet know where.”“But if your Shaman killed Primo, they belong to him.”“Chief, I killed him; I told you. Nobody ever listens!”“But a woman can’t own women by right of defeat!”“Then they are not owned at all, by your own logic. We can take them home.”The bemused Chief offered, “I don’t think their tribe will take them back, dear lady. They were taken by.