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a second helping her to stand.
    “ I will help you.” He told her. She shot him a look of fear and embarrassment. “No need to worry darlin.” He soothed her. “I will only help. I promise.” She looked at him for a minute and then nodded her head. He helped her walk into the wash room. She winced only a little at what he assumed must indeed be a great deal of pain and his respect for this tough small slip of a woman grew a little more. At the edge of the tub she looked at him. “OK.” He said. “What I’m going to do is stand behind you and help you get in and sit down. I'll try not to look. I promise.” He ended. She allowed him to step up behind her and reach around to unwrap the sheet. He could hear that she was holding her breath to see what he was going to do. He helped her step into and sit down in the tub. “Are you OK? Can you wash by yourself?” He asked anxiously. She gave him a little smile and nodded her head.
    “ I am OK. Thank you.” She told him.
    “ OK. I will leave you then but please call if you need assistance.” He said. She nodded and he left the wash room. William looked around the expansive rooms. This is to be his home for the next month. Well... With the exception of four hours a day that he is to be training. Other than that, breakfast he will have here and then he will have lunch with the rest of the Guards on the training fields.
    After lunch he is to come back here and remain until the next morning. What in the name of Christ was he supposed to do in those hours? Play games? His mind converted to flashes of all of the “Games“ he would love to play with Na-Lisa. Even though he had been seriously worried and really checking her body for broken bones or bruising, it didn't stop him from noticing every wonderfully beautiful curve of her newly grown up body. He closed his eyes remembering the slight side view he had gotten of her left breast as he helped her into the tub. A smile slowly spread across his face. His gentlemanly side insisted that he should be ashamed of himself. But in the end he still smiled. He did say he would  " try " not to look after all.
    He leaned against the door listening for Na-Lisa and could hear the water moving. She was bathing herself. Heat shot to his core and he clamped the feeling down as he turned to walk to her wardrobe. This poor innocent girl is in there in huge amounts of pain and misery and here he is lusting after her like a sex craved teen. He opened her wardrobe with the intent of finding her something decent to wear but stopped short. There were no clothes hanging in there. He looked around and walked to her dresser. He opened every drawer and found them all empty. “No way.“ He thought. They took all of her clothes! Left her in here locked up for an entire month with nothing but that poor excuse of a robe that was less than adequate. What were they betting, that he would in fact turn into a sex crazed teen and attack her? Well now. They obviously had no idea how well behaved a southern gentlemen could be... He hoped. He headed for the sitting area of her rooms where his bags were placed. His clothing was brought here because after all he was stuck here for a month. He opened his bags and found a white long sleeved under shirt. This should cover her up he thought.
    The damn thing would probably cover all the way to her knees. He thought with a satisfactory smile. The less of her he could see, the better. He also reached into his bag for his can of salve. He placed the items on her bed as he headed to the washroom. She was in the process of trying to hold her arms up to lather the soap through her hair. William could tell that the action caused her pain. He grabbed her arms and lowered them slowly. Na-Lisa held her breath. “ I can do that for ya darlin.” He told her gently. She released her breath and nodded her head still looking down. He reached out and began to massage the soap through her hair, careful not to let his fingers get