I step into the steam, lean against the cold tiles, and close my eyes. A mental picture of her, wearing the summer dress that seemed more appropriate ...or the weather. I see her lift the skirt higher, smiling. A satin triangle obscures her pussy, and she runs a finger over the fabric...There's a knock on the bathroom door. Cock in hand, I freeze, heart beating hard. And in a tone of voice that I'm sure has 'caught wanking' written all over it, I say;"Yes?" I hold my breath waiting for an. She knew what that meant. The doorbell rang but Nina wasn’t focusing on it. Ella left the room and Nina heard voices in the hallway, one voice was Ella’s and she thought the other sounded familiar. The door opened and in walked Hannah followed by Ella. “Hullo Nina,” Hannah said quietly, worried her new boss might say something particularly sarcastic. Hannah had been dreading this moment, hadn’t actually wanted to come, but Ella had been so insistent. Nina is a grown woman and Ella just 18. She closed her eyes and concentrated, I could feel something flowing from her, and then she seemed to relax, "You mean it ... every word of it, you're not trying to hide anything from me and you're not trying to get anything from me either." She said.I shook my head with a laugh, "Oh yes I am, I'm trying to get you to understand that we are helping you to learn your way in the Art. All you have to do is to use your empathic skills to see what is wrong with people and to learn how to use the. (I was told later, it was justas bad.)Later that night, I blindfolded the prisoners. I sent them back totheir side with some real coffee and the remainder of the biscuitsOne hour later, I got in return four Union troops, a loaf of cornbread, and some grits. Plus a note from Lt. Bufford. It said, 'Thankyou for your kindness Sir. Our cooks are just as bad as yours. My onlyregret is, that I must mix the coffee you sent over with chicory. Ipray that we can meet again under proper and peacable.