I grabbed her hair, lifted up, and said, "Let's go out to the fireplace!" I noticed that when I pulled her up by her hair, she whimpered - then moaned.... That gave me the impression she was good with a bit of well-placed pain. We stepped out of the shower, and I expected to towel off. She would have none of it, and led me to the fireplace - both of us dripping wet. Down we plopped at fire's edge, and fell into an embrace. Sucking tongues, massaging/m*****ing each others' erogenous zones - it was. "Well, I guess we'll talk about the rules your parents gave me," she says, smiling at you. Your mouth falls open in shock, "They're giving me rules?! It's not enough I have a babysitter?" Nope! Though really, its not that bad," Wendy assures. "Standard stuff; don't stay out after ten, do your summer homework, stay away from the liquor cabinet, you know." A sigh escapes your mouth, "Fine. I suppose you'll just tattle on me if I don't follow those, right?" You betcha," she smirks. "If they find. I suggest you change into uniform before we go aboard. Appearances are important here. Also I will arrange for the cabin crew of your aircraft to be whipped. They should have provided abayas for your women. Fortunately there will be some on this vehicle."Janice and Tamsin both noted the word 'whipped' and were horrified, but it was Henry who answered, "They did offer abayas, but the ladies declined." That was most unwise. No woman is safe in the street here without covering. She is assumed to. The ship, yes she was on the ship. ‘Ah, so you’re awake then. Did you enjoy yer nap?’ She heard a voice deeply accented yet understandable. Turning her head head slowly, she planned on apologizing but hesitated. It was the pirate! She recognized his long black hair, and scraggly goatee. He was wearing a hoop in his left ear, and a brown pirate hat. Serenity thought he was perhaps rather handsome, if only he weren’t a pirate. ‘I, yes. Thank you…’ she said softly, lowering her eyes. ‘I’m so.