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"Ride it?" the naked woman asked.

"Ride her," Madeline replied.

"What do you mean 'ride her'?" the woman asked.

"Dosamus can swim out with you on her back to your...thingy, and you can do whatever you need to do then."

The woman looked at Dosamus curiously for a few moments before shrugging and saying, "Sure, why not? How do I get on this thing?"

"Have you ever ridden a horse?" Madeline asked.

"What? No," the woman scoffed.

"Well, it's kind of like mounting a horse. Step gently on her foot there, then swing your leg over. Obviously she doesn't have a saddle so you'll just have to hold on to her. Just be sure not to grab her wings. They're sensitive."

The woman set her face and did as Madeline had instructed. When Dosamus stood up, the woman grinned. Dosamus walked to the water's edge and put a foot in. When she pulled it back out, it was completely covered in swamp muck.

"I don't know about this, Madeline," Dosamus said with a wavering voice.

"Come on, just do it. I'll be swimming right beside you. I want to look around that thing," Madeline said comfortingly.

"There is no way you're going in my ship," the woman said sternly but she shut her mouth quickly as Dosamus splashed into the water with Madeline fallowing behind.

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