Chapter Nine
They went back to Ocean’s hut. Augusta tried out her new name. She liked it. Augusta was gone, to be replaced by someone very like her in many ways, yet different, reborn.
They had something to eat, just a little snack, and some wine. Seashell was very horny. She wanted to be taken, used, even hurt, anything. But she was too shy to ask. She knew that was not how Ocean wanted her to behave. She must wait to be called. She must be patient. They sat outside and watched the sunset. Then Ocean called her inside.
“Take off your tunic and lie on the bed, face down.”
Seashell watched out of the corner of her eye as Ocean went to a cupboard and took out a long length of rope. It wasn’t the thick, heavy rope you found on a ship, but something lighter, more flexible, such as Ocean m
