’ Her eyebrows shot up. ‘You’ve been reading old Captain Steven’s log books again, haven’t you?’ She chuckled as she shook her head. ‘W...at did I tell you about those moldy old books? You really need to get rid of them, Gems—’ ‘—They say she can’t refuse him anythin’. She’s got to obey whatever the owner of her stone tells her to do because the stone is the Siren’s soul, and the one who owns the stone—’ ‘—Owns the soul,’ she finished with a smile, seeing his surprised look. ‘That kinda went. “So how come you are out this late hitchhiking” he askedI replied “I didn’t get as far as I thought I would”As an afterthought I added “Do you always pick up people at such a late hour?”“No not normally but I thought you looked like a nice chap, so I said to myself give the poor lad a ride” the guy said quietly.We started talking about this and that, and noticed that the guy had his right hand on his crotch; it wasn’t moving so I didn’t think anything of it. He started to tell me about a lad. Touching him or having him touch her should be the furthest things from her mind. What was she doing?Maybe it was because she had had the wonderful intimacy of marriage taken from her. The thought of two married people purposely ignoring the pleasure they could have had just made her angry. For Lindsey's sake, she wanted these two pathetic specimens to get better, but now it was more than that.Whatever was going on in Floyd's head, or maybe just in his little head, he was no longer objecting.. Instead it was a matter of minutes beforethat happened. I had barely begun to control my panic and was stillextremely flustered and nervous.I didn't know what I expected to see when the door opened. It wasalmost inevitable that the white garbed figure that was framed therewould come as some kind of surprise. She was tall, dressed in a long,medical styled white coat and her coal black hair was fastened back ina severe bun.I stood up as she entered, but she was still a good six inches tallerthan.