"You can't breathe, can you Paul? If I carry on I'd kill you, wouldn't I?"I nodded weakly."We can't have that. I don't want to kill you. I want to enj...y you."She leant forward pressing her uniform covered breasts against my naked chest. Her hands sought the knot holding my gag in place. Her fingers fumbled behind my head to undo the knot. The scarf came off. She eased the wet wadded scarf out of my mouth. I gasped for air and panted."Now, Paul. I've been good to you. Don't yell for help. There. ” Bella giggled. Nival was a continent populated largely by very dark skinned people. No one would ever mistake the blond captain for one of them.“No, but at the time of my eleventh trip around the Horn, I had a Nivalese first mate. He had his pierced with ivory crescents. When I joked about running outta ear space, he reminded me that I had a lot of other options. He did this one right as we passed around the tip of the horn,” she said tapping her left breast, “and the other one on the way. Something was out there. Where nothing should be. He stood, turned, and ran to call his colleague."Hey, Jim!" he shouted. "Get the spotting scope! Something out at sea!"Jim, his partner, sauntered out of the little building carrying the big green spotting scope. He didn't hurry. He had learned that few things were worth hurrying for. Tall, blond, heavily muscled, bronzed, wearing only white shorts and flip-flops, he looked so much like Josh that people called them "the twins." But Jim was five. But it has been so very good to talkwith you today."Brother Paul walked away to his car. He would have to make the time tocome by a little more often now to see if his suggestions had taken root.-------------------------------------1 A.S. Day 145Derek looked at Jenny sitting outside at the tables in front. She wasdrinking her tea and reading again. She had finished Agatha Christieabout a month ago. Lately she had been reading old Dashell Hammetstories. Since he had taken over driving her.