Running my fingers through her knotty hair, I tried to untangle as much as I could. Handing her a washcloth, I took the baby to dry off and left Ronni...e to wash herself, and to play in the water as she wished while I got Alyssa dressed and down for her nap. Gathering up her clothes, I was going to throw them in the wash, because there were even scorch marks in her underwear, if you know what I mean. No sense getting clean and dressing in dirty clothes after. I left her a huge bath sheet to wrap. .. we were doing the fucking on top of her desk," Angelina said, this time turning to look at me in the eyes as she spoke from across the room. My throat had gone dry as the image of Angelina bent over a desk not unlike the one in front of me, getting slammed hard from behind, filled my thoughts."Oh," I said dryly. "Well, what did you do when she walked in?" I asked."She joined us. You know, for a woman who spends so much time around sexually aggressive women, you'd think she would know how to. The Regent called to her guards and hissed instructions, then they disappeared into the building.“Oh, I have an idea. Tell me, Dennis, do you have geothermal springs on Earth? I have to assume that you do.”“Yes, we do. Though I’ve never visited one personally. My position back home never really allowed me much leisure time.”“Would you like to see ours? They are cool enough to bathe in but hot enough to drive away the cold. You might enjoy them. I could introduce you to Borealan bathing. I don?t want to think of it. I knew what will happen to me. There is only one punishment for witches - Death by fire. I remember the witch burnings I have witnessed. As a good citizen I?ve been always there, to see justice done, screamed at the woman as they were dragged to the stake, cheered as the fire was ignited, felt satisfaction when the flames consumed them. They should have no mercy, no compassion. They deserve to burn. They deserve to suffer. They deserve to die. They should burn in.