”Now I’d been career military and knew an order when I heard one, so with a “Yes, ma’am,” I handed it over.She soaped her hands and then sta...ted at my forehead with her fingertips and then drew a line down my nose with one finger. She cupped my face with both hands and rubbed her thumbs lightly across my lips while she scrubbed my cheeks. Her hands went down to my neck and carefully wrapped around and then moved to my shoulders. She caressed them and then soaped me up real good from my chest. "Sounded like rape to me, Persephone," he said. "I think he went over the line, this time. Way over. This wasn't bathing in an irrigation ditch."Persephone put her small hand on his forearm."No, Oscar, really. It wasn't like that. It was, well, explosive and sweet at the same time, if that makes any sense. Ranger Jacqueline told me they'd have a copy of my statement for me tomorrow. You can read all about it.She lifted her coffee cup but she didn't drink. She set it down."Look, I still don't. He twisted her wrist and a sharp tingle went from finger tip to elbow. The knife dropped, the tip embedded in the wood planks beneath them, quivering.*** Rarely had Charlotte been as frightened. The deck was strewn with dead and dying men, most of whom wore the uniform of the Royal Navy. Over thirty pirates still stood, crowding around the entrance to the cabin, each wanting to get an eyeful of the three women who had been brought out. Charlotte had cringed as rough hands had. " He opened his case and began to unpack a number of straps, plates and measuring tapes onto the table.My own views are diametrically opposed to those of Signore Baptista. I share neither his views on the dangers of sexual arousal nor his superstitious attachment to the existence of a supreme being whose favour must be begged for and whose wrath must be avoided. My sole interest was in preventing the penetrative act that would subvert my intentions for the girls. However, his methods suited my.