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would not ask any questions, close my eyes, and just do what I’m told.  I figure you’re going to want all the gory details though, aren’t you?”
    She nodded.
    “You’re sure?”  I took a deep breath and proceeded after another quick nod.  “The spinal fluid is mostly water, and unlike the water in the rest of the tissues, there’s almost no salt in it.  It’s the freshest water you can get out of the ocean, but you have to drink it now because it’s going to leak out quick.  I don’t want it wasted.”
    “You want me to…drink…”  She couldn’t even finish the sentence.
    “Sit back,” I said, nudging her with my shoulder.  For once, she did what I said and dropped from her knees down to her ass.  It made her chest bounce a little, which made me smile a little.
    “What are you smiling at?” she asked.
    “Nothing,” I answered, shaking my head to clear it.  I was a sick fucker; I knew that.  I was probably the only man in existence who could get horny from pretty much any physical activity.  Fishing was no exception.
    “What am I supposed to do?”
    “Just close your eyes and open your mouth.”  I couldn’t help but smile more and raise my eyebrows at her.  “When I tell you to suck, suck.”
    “Oh, very funny,” she snapped back at me.  “I’m not going to…”
    “Don’t think,” I interrupted, tilting her head back a little with my finger under her chin.  “Don’t taste.  Just drink it down as fast as you can.”
    “Why me?” she asked.  “Why don’t you drink it?”
    “You need it more than I do.”
    I don’t know how she managed to do it, really, but she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, and I cut through the spinal column and held it up to her lips.
    “Suck hard,” I said, trying not to picture myself putting something else in her mouth.  She did, grimacing at first, and I thought she might not finish it.  “Don’t stop!”
    She listened and gulped it all down quickly.  It would help her a lot with the digestion of the fish’s flesh.
    “That was really, really disgusting.”
    “Beats death,” I shrugged.  “I thought you looked kind of hot doing that.”
    “You are sick.”  Raine’s face turned into a grimace, and she looked around the raft nervously.
    I shrugged again since I didn’t have any argument against that.
    “Ready to eat?”
    “How are you going to cook it?”
    “Seriously, Raine?” I stifled the laugh.  “Princesses like you know all about sushi.  I should be charging you at least ten bucks for every piece.”
    “Raw?”  She cringed and made her face scrunch up.
    “All you have to do is imagine the rice and wasabi,” I smiled, trying to put her at ease a little.  I cut off a piece and downed it myself, trying not to chew it too much because it really wasn’t particularly tasty.  I cut another one and held it out to her.
    Raine looked at the piece of raw fishy-flesh between my fingers then back to me.  She did that a couple of times before she finally took it and shoved it into her mouth, chewing and swallowing quickly.
    “That’s awful,” she said.
    “I know,” I replied.  I smiled at the face she was making and tried not to laugh out loud.  “But it’s a shitload better than nothing.”
    “If that’s what sushi tastes like, I’m glad I never had it.”
    “You never had sushi?” I marveled.  “I thought all you high society bitches were weaned on that shit.”
    “Why do you think I’m rich?” she asked.
    “Because you were a passenger on my ship, and it costs a fucking fortune to travel like that,” I answered.   “You have to be.”
    “Well, I’m not,” she said.  “I told you, my father was a cop.  He didn’t make a lot of money.”
    Well, yeah, I did remember that.  I kind of figured mom must have been a doctor or an executive or something.
    “How’d you get on my ship?”
    “I used the settlement money from the state,” she answered.  “I never wanted it, but I got it

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