Lucretia watches all of this in silence, her human compassion drowned by her ambition.Diona leaves disturbed and horrified. She becomes but a shell of... her former self and even lashes out at her friend, Naevia. Eventually she escapes but is recaptured and condemned to die in the arena. Batiatus has a chance to give her a pardon but decided that to do so would look weak and so she is dispatched with a sword to the neck. I could not help but wonder whether Diona, had she been more of a slut, might. Her heart had broken for him, the thought of him locked up, his freedom taken away ate at her, and she dreamt at night of his smile, his gentle teasing, his body moving inside hers and the short time they had spent together. She never noticed the car that followed her each night, the men inside noting her movements, keeping tabs on her for their boss. * Jerry climbed over the balcony of the apartment, the sound of crickets chirping somewhere in the hot sticky Spanish night, and getting out his. Hmm. Sounds fishy to me.The girls.Evidence proves that the pirate chief had been raiding because there were seven more than last count. Unwilling to just leave then to the mercies of the swamp, the Vellamo III loaded them and their meager belongings in the hold and reversed course. Fifty-seven youngish but pubescent girls of assorted ancestry made for a pretty crowded boat. Not intending to take 57 girls on the remainder of our round the world adventure I was taking them to the nearest civil. "Gail dragged the still shocked Emily down the road and into the car park."Ok. Don't be frightened as I'll be watching your back. Just do what comes natural girl, and it'll soon be over. Just remember what Tony said, tickle his balls."The back doors of the van were open as she clip-clopped in the unaccustomed high heels past the driver’s door. Inside he was waiting, his jeans around his ankles, as he sat on a makeshift seat leaning back against a box crate. Inside her head, she was going over.