Tall, lean and with still strong armsand legs. It was my husband and he was standing before theyoung woman with what looked like a leather-flogging wh...pin one hand and a raging erection in the other. My mouth dropped open as I watched in horror as he said somethingto her and she bowed her head. He must have spoken harsher,because she closed her eyes just as he brought the floggerdown across her back. She winced and then looked up at himwith a mix of pleading and… pleasure. He smiled and. He fought like a dervish, but he was surrounded. It was not long before he felt a blow to the back of his head and collapsed to the ground unconscious.He awoke to discover that he was shackled to a wall. As he looked around the room, he saw that he wasn't alone. All of his captains were likewise chained to the wall of the dimly lit, oval shaped room. As he looked at the bruised faces of his unconscious companions, a door opened.In the weak light, Edward hadn't seen the door, but now looking at. Almost all the craft neighbouring land had canvas walls preventing entry, and those that didn’t were at best half-sunk and at worst nothing other than a few pieces of driftwood.The shoreline was a sharp break from the ordered, paved makeup of the city’s streets. The place was not fit for human habitation. Which, of course, meant there were beggars and orphans huddled around fires in small groups as far as the eye could see. The sheer number of fires was surprising. By every account, wood and. I hope you'll like them?”“Wow,” I managed, then said, “That's, like, awesome! You went through all that trouble for me?”With her free hand, she played with a strand of her hair when she explained, “I felt like I had kicked you in the teeth a bit yesterday with all that girl stuff. That's just my way to apologize. I hope you can forgive me.”“Whoa, Emily. That wasn't necessary, really,” I began, chuckled a bit bashfully, and went on, “but... but... Look, it's not like, uh... I started yelling at.