”Like Dumfries, Banks was an elderly man, with weather-beaten features, but with a friendly smile.“I am honoured to make your acquaintance, Sir Th...omas.”Masters shot Thomas an ugly look. “Why don’t we all sit, gentlemen?”They did. Thomas found his place card on the far side from Masters whilst Dumfries sat next to the commodore.“Captain Dumfries is my brother-in-law,” Masters said curtly. “My table, my rules, gentlemen.”Thomas gave another inward shrug and forced his face into a neutral. I had no intentions of answering it. Nobody ever showed up at my house without calling first. No one had ever just come over. Not where I lived. It just didn't happen. And then my phone rang.I looked at it.Miranda.I didn't pick it up for a second. And then I gave in."You gonna open the door? I drove all the way over here. I hope it wasn't for nothing," she said.I got up, walked over, and opened the door.Miranda walked through the door and without a word, pushed me against the wall. She had a. "Jesus Christ, boss," I croaked in my best basso-Brooklyn accent. "She sure is a looker!" Yes, Bruno," I said, in my European accent, "she has a remarkable body."I walked around behind Donna as she hung there helpless in my living room. I think she was startled to hear my voice coming from behind her."She's very sensitive, too," I said, as I grasped her forearms just below her immobilized wrists. I slid my hands down her arms, stroking the insides of her elbows, and pressing hard at her. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples were hard like a pair of marbles.I jumped up and nearly tore my shirt off. I dropped my pants and for the first time realized my underwear were also soaked through. Emily saw it and laughed.‘Aren’t we a pair,’ she said as she pulled her own pants down. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, but it didn’t matter. I could still see that her shaved pussy was wet.We stood there naked for a few minutes. I don’t know if we were embarrassed or if we just wanted to.