She walked for hours through the crowded streets of Nar Shadaa, peeking into shops, and avoiding the areas she remembered as the most dangerous. She s...ipped into a small clothing store that she remembered as being run by the most honest people she had met on Nar Shadaa, meaning that while the owners were criminals, they did most of their work behind the scenes in a brothel.She walked through the racks of clothing, selecting several different outfits, and then slipped into the changing room. She. ..." "Jesus, we can't..." I put my arms around Ida and kissed her ."It's okay, Ida, it's okay, I know most people aren't as strange as I am. The people I love and care about, are still the people who are important in my life. I just have an itch..what do you call it...masocism?....that I need to scratch every so often. After the crazy stuff with mom, it's gotten a lot bigger. I don't think Al will let me do this, but really, I mean for real, I would like to do my whore act tied up or chained to. You know her?”Thomas held his breath. Dido was one of the last 28-gun nine-pounder frigates, a sixth-rate post ship. He forced himself to answer while the thoughts were tumbling through his head.“M-my most humble thanks, Sir Edward!” he managed to say without too much stammering. “Yes, Sir Edward, I know her. Twenty-eight guns, commissioned in ‘87 I believe. I saw her in Deptford a year ago undergoing revision.”Pellew smiled at his captain of the fleet before looking at Thomas again.“Have you. Darlene and Elwood Baxter also had a nineteen-year-old son of their own that was off at college getting a teaching degree. Her foster-mother was bisexual. Shortly after moving in with them, one-night Darlene Baxter came to Barbra’s room. The young teen was getting ready for bed. She was sitting at her dressing table in her panties and pajama shirt, brushing out her long dark-brown hair, when her foster-mother walked in.Walking up behind Barbra, Darlene Baxter put her hands, on the teen’s.