The bed was the biggest I had seen, with piles of pillows and brocade-covered cushions mounded against the headboard, and there were mirrors either on...the walls or on dressing tables and sets of drawers around the room, all of them facing the bed. Pulling the bedcovers back, Wayne climbed onto the bed and leant back against the pillows, patting the mattress next to him in an obvious invitation. I climbed up to lean next to him, and he put an arm around my shoulders to pull me closer to him. I. ”“That’s a relief,” the witch says.Maybe... I think these two are sirens... “Who are you?” she asks.“I’m Mirarena,” the one closest says.“I’m Mirarina,” the other adds. “And we’re sirens.”“That doesn’t sound bad.”Oh it’s bad. It would be better if we went down with the crew.“We don’t know the crew is dead,” she says, trying to whisper, but her voice a little hoarse from the near drowning.“Your ship is sunk,” Mirarina says.“Your crew is dead,” Mirarena adds.“And Captain Rowley?”Is there part of. It's been an interesting day so we, like most passengers, are just looking into the distance, dreaming or thinking our own private thoughts. You're standing with your back to me for a while now and an evil thought crosses my mind. No one can really see me sitting behind you so I move my hand carefully underneath your skirt and touch your naked leg. You shiver for a moment as you feel my warm fingers touch your skin. My hand moves slowly upwards, sliding over your skin as gentle as I can. You're. His questions gave her a sense of depression.The two sat in silence for several minutes. He didn't know what she was thinking, and he wasn't happy with himself for putting her in such a mood.Suddenly she looked up at Kendall, and asked what he had been doing out there. He didn't speak Spanish, and this wasn't exactly a tourist area.Kendall looked into her eyes and wondered what he should say. His face started to show the feelings welling up inside.Andy was about to say that she didn't need to.