text: Word soon spreads among the crew that Muspratt has found what amounts to a brothel in Toaroa, though actually many of the Native women seem happy to perform sexual services in exchange for gifts. One of your fellow seamen Robert Lamb, who often cuts the meat for the cook, decides to sneak off the next time he is in one of Christian’s work parties and give away his cleaver in the hope of getting two women at the same time. You have a knife and wonder if that would be worth the same.
  > You avoid the risk
  You remain with Christian’s work party while Lamb heads off and he returns that evening looking utterly exhausted but grinning from ear to ear. His good feeling lasts until he returns to the Bounty to find an angry Bligh waiting for him.
  
  “Impertinent dog!” he screams in Lamb’s face. “You think a cleaver is not as valuable as your disgusting perversions? Quartermaster, twelve at once!”
  
  By now whippings have become so depressingly commonplace that the crew feel nothing but a dull hostility towards Bligh.