(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/LindaAvatar04.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Linda Tuchamba</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>By the piano, Deck B<br/><strong>With:</strong>Nataliya Kobevko, Veronica Downing, Rayn Assad<br/><hr/><br/>Never try and haggle with an Arab, unless you are one yourself...Both Rayn and myself have North African blood somewhere in our veins, of that I'm certain. He offered me something ridiculously low, I complained that I would go out of business at that price and he might just as well put the collar around my neck and have done and the lowest I could afford was this... And we finally met slightly below the middle, which is more-or-less what I had expected.<br/><br/>I took his hand on the deal, endured his kisses, pocketed his personal cheque and handed him the leash attached to Veronica's collar.<br/><br/>That done I turned to listen to the girl sing. "Oh she is magnificent. Did I just hear someone say she was a professional singer? How on earth did she ..." I didn't finish the sentence. Just because a woman had money didn't necessarily mean she could buy her freedom, after all. I let out a soft sigh and pulled my Natalya close. "Wouldn't you love to be able to sing like that?" I asked the slave, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek. Yes, I had my tender moments. "A bird in a gilded cage", I quipped.<br/><br/>I smiled at Rayn, and, with a giggle, said, "Yes, thanks for the invite, although I think I'd probably feel more comfortable below decks with the crew! In fact I am seriously tempted to go check out the engine room on this baby!"