Nothing, you can't come up with anything to say. You can't help but just stand there staring into his eyes like some kind of schoolgirl looking over the school hunk. Finally he breaks your silence with a few more words, “Come, You can clean yourself up in my cabin while we head out, it will be safer for you in there, so none of my men get any ideas.” He leads you over to a wooden door down a few stairs and both of you step in. Ever the gentleman he takes your hand and leads you over through what is obviously both his office and living quarters till you arrive at a smallish door that both of you have to stoop a bit to pass through and find yourself at the edge of what looks like a 4' diameter large wooden bowl, or early style hot tub. “Put your clothes and things here on this ledge and they won't get wet, then just pull this rope for more water. Don't worry about wasting water my lady, I have a magical source of freshwater on my ship so feel free to bathe as long as you like, it will be 2 hours or so till the little village where I will sadly be letting you off.”
He then turns to leave and you find your eyes dropping to watch his muscular ass as he steps toward the door. |