Lieutenant Ruth had donned her usual blue ringmasters outfit and was waiting for the mat to be set up and for Seawoman Alice to retrieve the box of na...ties for the losers.The Captain took centre-stage and addressed her crew. It had been a trying voyage she said, and was proud of each and every one, but for the final night, she wanted to fight. And she wanted to fight ... me!My heart sank. I didn't want to fight my Captain. She had done so much for me since I was found on the ship. Everyone had. I opened the envelope that Bob’s estimate was in and looked through all the pages of the pictures with descriptions of the work. At the end was a materials list.The final page had material costs and labor. I penciled through those numbers, tripled the labor cost and doubled the materials cost. I added a line for a million dollars in air freight charges with another line for motel rooms and food expenses. There were two world wide hotel chains in Windhoek; Marriott and Hilton.I figured 36 double. " What a marvelous idea! You are a very sensible, and charming, young woman. We just so happen to be outside Yunsil Tavern, too, one of my favorite places. Did you know they serve these wonderful little sausages there?" the King seemed to be his old self again. He had always had an appetite.I instructed the rest of the party to get re-supplied and meet in front of the "haunted house." Pteri and I accompanied the King into the Tavern, where a number of peasants and commoners sat around tables. . He was young, he had speedboats and vacation houses and girlfriends and more money than he knew what to do with. Which suited Max just fine, because his firm catered to exactly such clientele. Max pressed a button on his desk.The door opened, and a woman trainer escorted the man’s custom-designed LoveDoll to stand in the center of the room. The young man blinked. “She’s so. . . perfect,” was all he could manage. And Max could not disagree—they had done themselves proud with this one.The girl.