Where can I find your Father?"

he shouted at the girl.

"Please, Your Worship, I do not

know. n

"You have five minutes to tell," Fra Ortiz snarled threateningly.

"My Lord, I swear, I do not know" she answered.

Fra Ortiz opened the cell door and called four of his men, "Strip this heathen bitch, and follow me."

The inquisitor surveyed her nakedness, her smooth, cream-colored, soft flesh. As his men held her, he could not resist the temptation to pinch one of her fear-hardened nipp-

les.