I decided to walk down the hall and look at what the booths had to offer. Right away, I noticed big signs warning against more than one person in a b...oth and that the premises were regularly monitored. Also, while it appeared there had been doors on the booths at one time, they had all been removed and replaced with curtains. Not much privacy here!I decided to get some tokens and blow a load off in one of the booths. I didn't see much point in hanging around. There was no action. I went. Oh they?re locals for the most part. They get a reduction in their sentence for agreeing to row on the Master?s galley. But of course, he loves to employ those more, shall we say, fit, western women.? ?It?s a prison ship?? I said, a little too loudly. ?After a fashion. But you need not fear the prisoners, discipline is swift and effective.? I nodded, apparently understanding, but not entirely sure that I did. ?I see. And the volunteers? They are protected in some way?? ?That is often a question. She just ignored him or she did not hear and she kept on giving head to the three bikers.After a few attempts to get her attention he reached over and slapped her on the back of the head. He then yelled at her "Bitch are you paying attention to me" she stopped sucking and turned her attention to Rick. I want you to tell your husband which one of these guys you want in you cunt and why? My wife looked at me and her face got red she said this one and she grabbed the biggest one. Rick yelled. “Never.”“Do you know what she’s prepared, Sofía?”“No, but there’s no worry. It will be delicious. It’s a stew, I think doña Clara’s own private family recipe, and she’s done her famous empanadas as well. What else she has in mind I don’t know, but it will be superb.”If the aroma was any indication, Sofía was right on target. It did sound as though her comment that doña Clara had prepared a special dish in my honor might have been the tiniest of exaggerations, however.“Her wine is excellent,.