Suddenly, I had the plague. ‘Could you take this plate of pancakes out to the table?’ she asked pointing behind her to a steaming pile of ‘cake...s. ‘Sure.’ He said taking them. ‘And Pete.’ He turned over his shoulder carefully not making eye contact with me. ‘Why don’t you have a few before you leave.’ She finished. ‘Right.’ He said stuffing two into his mouth and heading through the screen door that lead to the back patio. She waitedfor it to shut with a clang before swirling around to me, . A blanket as well as sheets covered the mattress and bed-frame, two end tables nestled on either side of the bed's head like ears. Lynn closed the door behind us and set her access card atop a table. She slipped her shoes off, carefully pulled the shirt she was wearing over her head and took it off. I gazed in disbelief. They were flawless. Her fingers ran through my hair, my head was pulled toward her chest and after that I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I relished every breath. My lips. ‘Please…’ She couldn’t wait, she needed to have him in her! If she had time to think, she might stop and she didn’t really want to! She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been this excited! She didn’t want to talk, she wanted him in her! Bert pressed forward and her heat and moistness engulfed him, shooting thrills into his enflamed body. ‘So tight…’ he groaned. ‘Please…’ Carla groaned. Ecstasy coursed through her. This might be wrong, but it felt so good! Bert was filling her, it felt like. He stopped in front of his group of crew men and followed their gazes to his first mate and brother who leaned over what appeared to be a woman in clothing that he didn’t recognise. ‘Who the hell is she?’ Silence filled the deck, even the waves appeared to quiet in order to hear Aiden’s reply, but he ignored the question and continued to pump water from her chest. She coughed, bringing sound back around them. A heavily tattooed man stepped forward, he folded his arms across his wide chest then.