The décor was dark wood booths and tables with an English tavern look. A young waitress walked toward George’s table, her appearance invoked George...’s interest immediately. Not only did she have astonishing beauty but her brief outfit highlighted her looks provocatively. Her look was that of a sixteen-year-old but George knew that she must be older to be a waitress in a restaurant that served alcohol. She had long, light blond hair in a ponytail and bright blue eyes, a Swedish princess. She was. I varied speed and depth; I ground my clit onto his balls and I teased myself with only his cockhead inside before sinking it all back in. I was on a constant orgasmic plateau, one long climax, never ending. My mind was so full of sexual thoughts, and delicious sensations, I screamed for him to fuck me deep and don’t stop. Eventually, I collapsed. When I recovered some time later, my hand was around the cock, and I had a huge smile on my face as I lay looking at it, my body and mind so. .I slipped out of the bed as quietly as I could, but couldn't avoid asmall gasp as I watched my feet hit the floor.My toes were painted a rich purple.And that was far from the only change. I had a pair of weights on mychest that I realized were ... breasts.I fought panic, got up, and ran to the bathroom. I figured if nothingelse I could lock the door...I was brought up short by my reflection. The features on the girl in themirror looked familiar, like she was my feminine twin. Not. " That won' do me no good. An' where's that fuggin' rum and hemp you promised, first of the month you said." My new ship is likely in the mouth of the Bay, down near Point Lookout, where, as I seem to recall, you spent many happy months." Don' remind me," the man said, scratching at the stump of his left arm. "Thas' where I lef' the rest a'this." His empty sleeve hung freely."Meanwhile," said MacNeal Holmes, "you can help me with a task I am sure you will enjoy." He picked at his teeth and.