No wonder no one offered them a ride.” I thought as I just stood and stared at them. They were smiling and giggling, thanking me so much for giving...them a ride. What could I do? I made the offer. I decided to be the ‘Good Samaratin’ and keep my word to them. “Okay, ladies. Let’s get the show on the road.” I said anxious to get them out of there. “We have to wait for Anne. She’s getting her stuff and will be right out.” The tall one informed me. “Oh geesh. Another freak.” I thought to. “Damned twenty character codes...” He brought up his own wrist display and began to type at it with a gloved finger. “You ever try to connect to a wireless network at a spaceport? I bet you have, you look like the business lounge type to me. Imagine that, but with military-grade encryption. There we go!”A new symbol appeared on Jules’ HUD, a little connectivity icon blinking up in the right corner.“Welcome to the squad,” Simmons said. “You can switch views through the menu here.”He tapped at. All the control over her life vanished when the cannons of his ship thundered. All control left when a rope tied her hands behind her back. He was a pirate. He held no sense of honor, no sense of moral justice. Not law, convention, morality, family, station in life, protected her. Nothing whatever stood between his intentions and her virtue. She felt her terror sap her strength. She felt as though she might collapse upon the deck. She opened her eyes, to look at him again. . He had told her about shagging two girls in the last month alone, one a bride and the other a bride’s mother. The tips had been great.She popped the cork on the prosecco, poured two mugfuls and joined Marco on the bed. He was already naked, and she slipped her skirt and top off. Her bra and panties had remained in her handbag after her session in the van. Marco was leaning against the headboard so she sat across his thighs and poured a little prosecco onto her breast. It ran off immediately,.