I couldn't believe what I said. The emotions churning inside me reached a boiling point, and I had to go up to her and apologize. It was defeat, final...y. I admitted to myself that nothing worked and slowly strolled towards the poorly lit, dirty kitchen. With a cigarette in my mouth I was going over the things I was going to tell her, but there was no need for that. She stood by the window that overlooked the suburb part of the city almost smiling. At this point I was beyond my conscious. These contained rather better specimens and Derek became quite interested."How closely can I inspect these women?" he asked."Master, you may handle them as you wish. If you place a pre-auction bid on one you are allowed to try the woman out before the auction if you wish."Wandering round, several of them caught his eye. One was a blonde white woman, who stood tall and imperious, but did not respond to Arabic or English. Derek decided to bid on her, but not to try her, or even to handle her.A. "I'm your best shot, kid. If you want a chance of taking out Phillip, hell, if you want to survive, you need me."I snorted derisively in response.My mother gave him an apologetic look as he left."You really should be nicer to him, Jake. He's right, you know. You won't find a better mentor." I think I was doing just fine with Phillip. Obviously he doesn't know about Alek. Why don't I just keep training with him and turn the tables once I've learned all I can?" You were doing great at learning. ’ Raising his eyes to the ceiling he continued, ‘Who knows what’s up there?’ Staring up at the ceiling as well, Virginia said aloud with wonder ‘Privateers. My, my.’ As he was leaving he again kissed Virginia’s hand and told her how much he had enjoyed the visit. Shyly, Virginia replied, ‘I quite enjoyed it too, Mr. Ogilvy.’ ‘I should like to call on you again. Would that be alright?’ ‘Oh yes. I would like that very much.’ ‘Splendid. How about Saturday? We could go into town. I understand one.