They are a bit c***dish. I blushed and said “I don't have really nice underwear. Mom won't buy it for me.” Erica walked over and got me a white br...a with lace on it and matching french cut panties from her drawer. We are the same size so it would work. “Wear these, but hide them okay.” she said.I took everything and we went to my room. I packed hiding the clothes under normal sleeping attire. I even put a copy of the Bible and my Bible study notebook on top. Erica then sat with me and talked. ”I asked, “Are you still scared?”Robin said, “Not anymore. Now that my mother has changed her rules we are home free.”I asked, “What do you mean?”Robin said, “For years she told me that good girls didn’t do any of the things that she just made you do to me. Obviously she changed her mind.”I asked, “Does this mean that I get to this to you again?”Robin said, “Yes, and as often as you want too. Providing no one is watching us. Except for my mother. Apparently she likes to watch.”I asked, “Does. Perhaps we were not so alike after all.Date Unknown (2nd)Captain's Log,We boarded our ship at last, exhausted, satiated and with our stores of water and food (not to mention wine) restocked as a gift of gratitude by Slubenka and her girls. Along the way I caught her eyeing poor Amelia, stumbling along with her bandaged stumps, and Slubenka drew me aside and informed me that there was quite a taste among certain members of the aristocracy for girls in her state. It took but a minute to arrive at. Canned goods were the safest. Even if the cans were radioactive, her body handled radioactivity the same as it did the fierce burning rays of the sun. Too much would make her sick, but at night she would recover.Water was scarce here. Even so, she didn't want to leave this spot. There was enough food stored nearby to last for several years. She could put together collectors to catch water from the fierce thunderstorms that swept over her every other day or so.'Get up!' the voice told her again..