Will we part on good terms or will my ass be kicked before the end of the day? I sat on the couch meditating collecting my good energy (or something l...ke that) until I heard Amy outside the door. She didn’t knock anymore as she was no stranger to my apartment. Heck she lived in the same building so she was over all the time anyway. I was still sitting on the couch in the same position when Amy came in. “Hey, you better make this quick I have places to go and people to see and stuff”, she said. I hadsailed out of Tunis as a corsair, an enemy.I sat down on a rock and thought back on my past life. In these days Ihad been a powerful and skilled captain, a slave trader and a merchant.I had commanded a fast tough xebec and braved the seas, even the wildand cold North Atlantic. I had raided the coast of Iberia, France, andthe Northern islands, taking European slaves to be sold in the NorthAfrican markets. These lands would have feared me. Now that was utterlygone. I was a woman, and now. I never really given it much thought,” Dexter said.He hadn’t ever thought about how someone might describe him to others.“He also said that you’re sharp as a tack,” Charlie said.“I wouldn’t say that. Of course, I tend to remember my moments of stupidity longer than my moments of brilliance, if only because there are more of the former than the latter,” Dexter said.Charlie laughed and said, “That’s true for more people than would like to admit it.”“I guess,” Dexter said.“While we’re waiting for. " Okay."I had to be crazy! If I asked Mom if I could have dinner at a girl's house, she was going to ask all kinds of questions. As soon as she found out Lisa was thirteen, that would be the end of it too, just like with Jules. And what did I want to have dinner with Lisa for anyway? Except it was fun talking to her. I'd been smiling the whole time and feeling warm inside and sorta tingly, and not just because I'd fucked her either. I mean, that was part of it, but mostly it was just her. I.