"By the way," I said, "You'll need it sooner or later – we have a small head, with a sea toilet and a porta-potty, just on the other side of that pa...nel. There's fresh water too, but it's not for drinking. I've got bottled water for that. I use the fresh tank mainly for bathing, and for rinsing off the salt after a swim or a dive out here. You could brush your teeth with it, I guess, but I wouldn't drink it." Thanks! I think I do need to take care of a couple of things right now, and I was. We had all been working remotely for months and it was good to see one another in the flesh.Talking of flesh, normally the office where we worked was quite formal. This evening everyone was relaxed. Fran, Sunita and Emma all worse sundresses and Graham and I wore linen shirts. I noticed how tanned and toned Fran looked and complimented her on it.“Working from home has its advantages, no commute, no pointless meetings and the weather has been great. I’ve also been walking and using my bike. We would drink, and even smoke pot. I was having a wild time. I didn’t have a roommate my first semester. I purchased some girly magazines, and enjoyed hours of drinking at dorm parties, followed by jerking off in the privacy of my dorm room. I started with Playboy (this was pre-pre-Internet!), and had a favorite edition with Patti McGuire. She later became the wife of tennis player, Jimmy Connors, but I loved her panty-clad photos (white, lace, side bows, sheer), and masturbated over her many. That sounds so ... formal. You could have just asked if mommy could eat some pussy this morning, or something,” mistress said with a grin.“Can girl eat a little cunt, mistress?” Girl asked with a grin, referring to herself in the third person.“You start that and we’ll all be late. Well you’ll be late for work and I’ll be late for school. Boy just gets to go back to sleep. I’ve got to lay out your work clothes yet. Go get breakfast ready. I’ll get your stuff out. Boy, I need you to haul your.