She smiled at Lydia and held out her hand. “Hello Mrs. Jones, I’m Olivia, your massage therapist.” Lydia shook the woman’s hand lightly. “Pl...ase, call me Lydia.” Somehow, she felt more at ease being on a first name basis with someone who was going to work on her body. After all, the woman wasn’t a doctor. She was, however, very pretty. She was in her late twenties, close to Lydia’s own age, with artfully highlighted dark brown hair and expressive green eyes that Lydia found mesmerizing. There. Anyway, it was a comfortable trip made in near-record time, so all of the passengers and crew were happy. We spent two days in St. Louis and had a full load of passengers, though little freight.We were three days out of St. Louis when we ran into our first pirate ambush. The Mississippi River is too wide along here for pirates to be able to shoot at river boats from the banks, so they had to attack from their own boats. Furthermore, no human-powered boat could catch a steam boat in a stern. You know she's still a virgin?" No. She can't be. She sleeps with him so often," the astonished Helen exclaimed."He has never used her cunt, only her mouth and arse, so she will bleed for the Emir. This really is your last chance. If you behave yourself properly and indulge him as he sees fit, he will keep you. But a word of warning, you won't be beaten again; the first sign of reluctance, you will be off to market like a sheep, to be put on the auction block naked and sold to anyone who offers. Including his own brother." So what's the big plan?" I asked."Oh it's very elegant. We go to Mexico, where he has his base of operations. Then you and I go in and get her," he said."I guess what his staff lacks in training, they make up for in numbers," I said."Probably a hundred hangers on. Some will be good some awful and everywhere in between. The all have on thing in common though. They will all be armed," he said."I would expect no less from a drug lord." I said. "So how do we get in and.