My stomach knotted up as I looked for the driver. "Is that him?" asked Monica sitting up to get a better look. "Oh yeah, that's him. That's Charlie!" ...I squealed with delight.A big gray Lincoln sedan pulled up and out jumped my handsome man in blue jeans. He rushed up to us on the grass and grabbed my bag and jacket. "Hey Monica! Hope you've been good. Sorry to run off," he said. Reaching a strong hand down he pulled me up and smiled sheepishly at me. "We have to get to dinner before the show. Looking at her bubbling wetness glistening up at him her scent was over powering. Growing closer to her, she moved toward him, wanting him to partake-taste her sweet neuter. Now she loved him nearby, but even that was not enough. She cradled his head in her hands, urging him closer. Smiling she moved getting him closer. His mouth moved closer his tongue slipped in tasting her juices. She moaned gently, he knew her deepening desire for him. Repeatedly he drank from her fountain, savoring her. ’ ‘Kitty. Have you been on this ship for long?’ ‘No, just a few months.’ ‘How old are you?’ ‘I’m seventeen, the youngest aboard. Unless you…?’ ‘No, I’m eighteen. Nearly nineteen, as it happens. Though I’ll probably spend my birthday locked in some rancid hellhole at the mercy of your villain of a Captain.’ ‘Ssh. You might be heard. He’s very hard on you, isn’t he?’ ‘I had noticed.’ Kitty flushed and looked away, mortified. ‘Why is he punishing you?’ ‘I won’t tell him anything about myself. Did. He took her to fancy restaurants located all over the nation in his family's private jet. He would take her on trips at the spur of the moment and the world was literally his ballfield. He knew people and easily impressed this starry-eyed girl from the rust bucket with his introducing her to this or that celebrity or politician. He bought her anything she desired while I was hard-pressed to afford a movie and a pizza. I was frustrated and angry, but I was powerless to do anything.Needless to.