Lisle shivered as Gerlinde's fingers probed.  "It - It's where filth comes out," she said, feeling the presence of her mother, even though she hadn't seen the woman in many years - not since the war started.  "We eat with our mouths, and it comes out - there.  You always wash after touching there, or you get sick."<br/><br/>It was all so reasonable, but the questing touch made her shiver nonetheless.