Constance knew that he must be in a quandary, on the one hand wanting to act in her defense, on the other knowing that to do so would be to bring ques...ions as to how well the first mate happened to know her. If Merlion learned that she was not, as he believed, a virgin, he might decide that she was worth more in other ways. While the thought of being carried off by the handsome black-haired pirate did fill her with a shameful thrill, she quailed at the prospect of being turned over to the crew. When the doors closed, and their pleasantries stalled out, Carly said "You want it." What?" You need it. It's all over your face. It's been too long, and you haven't been fulfilled in... maybe forever?" I have too. I mean, what business is it of yours?"Carly pressed the button for the lowest sub-basement level of the mostly underground library, and when Trina started another offended tirade, Carly covered her mouth with a tiny hand. Carly then raised herself on tiptoes, grasped Trina's shoulder. " "Did you ever play anything?" "Yeah. I played softball when I was younger, ran track in high school." She shrugged. "I didn't mind at first but after a while I did, because it took up time I wanted to spend on music. And it didn’t measure up to my brothers anyway." Not sure what to say to that, Brody remained quiet as they continued down King Street. As they passed in front of City Hall and Market Square, he tried again. "When did you first get into music? I mean, first play an instrument or. .” I lean in and whisper “I don’t want to look like I’m not one of the herd right now. Best to look like I don’t take existence any more seriously than they. Just in case.” I pause for just a moment, then say “Now look like I turn you on.”As I pull away he looks for a moment as though he’s going to ask why, but he manages to put it together. I hate being watched. Of course, that’s not true under all circumstances, but I stand by the sentiment.“How’s that?” he asks playfully, looking.