He moved slowly, with something like reverence, as if he were unwrapping a special gift. As he coaxed my legs open, I propped my head up on my pillow so I could see what he was doing down there. xnx He found me lurking down in a corner of the cargo hold, out of sight of the pirates and the other slave girls who made me feel guilty with their haunted, resentful stares. I tried to think of a reason to say no, and couldn’t come up with one. “You’ve been teaching me for the last two weeks.” said Delray as we made our way to my corner of the cargo hold. More for something to do than anything, I began tutoring him in reading and writing.
