It's the little things that I remember: the brush of your hand against my face, the way the corner of your mouth would turn up in amusement at somethi...g silly being said. But mostly I remember the warmth of your skin, the goosebumps you raised when flesh made contact with flesh (no matter how innocent the touch).It was so long ago, like the words in her song. It feels like a lifetime ago, but I still want you here with me. And all my heart can say, yes still to this day, is please don't go.But. ‘Ben!’ Called the Corporal, a short, lean man with a cruel streak a mile wide. ‘Coming Sir!’ Ben called back, collaring Peaches, attaching her lead and leading her, barefoot, naked and bound, down the corridor. She was to spend the next few days naked, on display in the Pirnce’s audience room, as the whip marks faded; he had been a bit enthusiastic in his use, as the troopers agreed as they washed her. She would be back for a while!By the third day, Peaches thought she would lose what was. "Bushman mumbled something about sending most of them home, and then he grabbed one of Digger's steaks. Digger added two more, then a dozen shrimps, a few lobsters, and a bucket of dipping sauces, veggies, and fruits. Bushman thanked him, looked around as if wondering what planet he was on, and then went inside to eat."Odd one, idn't 'e?" Digger remarked."Give it a couple of days," I told Digger, hoping desperately I was right.Bushman's brother Willy was standing near the test track giving. I don’t know how long I can hide it.”“Well, you’re a married woman. Do you really need to hide it?”“I can tell the world I’m pregnant. I just can’t tell them how long I’ve been pregnant. Unfortunately, you can’t persuade anybody that you’re showing in your second month.”“Really, the people you should tell are Carolyn’s circle. After all, they can give you advice. Really, there are only so many places in the church where gossip happens. You have the choir covered. You have the college students.