"He's your prisoner senor if you want him. Let him taste your justice," I offered."I am obliged to you madam, but what of his wicked crew?" asked the ...paniard."We'll give them the cutter and let them row back to the shore, or wherever they sprang from. I'll take the Brig as a prize, if you've no objections."The captain smiled and bowed with extreme politeness as he motioned to two of his crew to manacle the pirate captain. He had now realised that all his rescuers were women, and that they were. When her first break came around, she listened to the voicemail. She called back, “Hello, Mrs. Dunne.”“Hello, Abby. How are you doing?” Jack’s mother answered. She wondered why Jack didn’t talk about his girlfriend that often, but she was open minded and would give her the benefit of a doubt.Pleased to hear his mother ask about her, Abby answered, “I’m doing all right.”“That’s nice. Is Jack around?”“He’s at work,” Abby answered. Jack’s mother still forgot that Jack now had a regular job with. “Could be the salty air,“ his sister said and returned to staring out her window. She raised her hand up to her face and kept her moist fingers over her lips and under her nose. I need to call her, she thought.------------------------------------------The two women drove down Charles Point Road toward the Cox Peninsula. It was a weekday, and not many people were around. Since departing the ferry, the road seemed deserted.“This is going to be fun!” Monica said.“How far do we have to go?” Candice. I grinnedaffectionately."I don't need that. My pee-pee doesn't drip or splash me." I know. It's not fair really," Replied Janice enviously. "Girls alwayshave to wipe. The pee gets everywhere and trickles down our dingly dellwhen we finish. We always have to wipe." I'll wipe you if you want," I offered."Oooh! That would be nice. Come on, now you've finished, it's my turn."I vacated the loo and offered her my seat."Quick, it's nice and warm for you. It wasn't nice sitting down on acold seat first.