Let's get going. "Okay, Sis, I'll tell you everything... everything you want to know... I'll tell it all, but first, you've got to tell me something. ...'m way ahead of you and I'm feeling kinda funny about it like I'm all alone. Know what I mean? So, before I spill the beans, you've gotta tell me things. Like I know that girls do it too. And I suspect that you're just like everyone else, so you probably do it as well... but I wanna know just how you do it." I'd emphasized the "you" so she'd talk. I wanted to say that they could fit in, but at the same time I wanted to tell the crew that the trainees were nowhere near as good as them.I told them that I’d give each one a Pinch to go to sea with us for a couple of hours. If they thought that they could do the work, I’d take their oath. If not, I’d send them off with their Pinch. As crew trainees they’d get one Pinch per day until their officer told me they were trained and reliable for at least one job.At that time, they would get promoted. Besides, I'd feel like a real baby," she whined."Sure, sure. I understand, dear," the septuagenarian answered sympathetically. "I'll make you a nice hot cup of tea... herb tea. It's a special recipe I found in this ancient book I picked up at the Goodwill. It'll do you a world of good. Then we can have some supper together, if you don't have nothin' better to do." Oh!" Jill cried, sitting bolt upright."Whatsa matter?" Josephine's nonexistent eyebrows arced and her watery eyes popped open. “How do you feel?”“Shitty about being so harsh with her, but I didn’t think I had a choice. It just felt as if she was purposefully messing with me, like it was a test. The other issue, and maybe the bigger one, was she purposefully went out of her way to accuse me of being willing to have sex with any girl who asked, which has never been true.”“Michelle Bateman?” Kara asked.“For one. There have been others I’ve turned down or simply refrained from responding to advances. The problem is, no.