I turned, I remembered when girls here worn name tags. That’s fine, I’d just call her Supergirl.Supergirl was a short blonde with large blue doe e...yes. She had on fierce red lipstick and her face was framed in her wavy perfect hair held back by black hairband. She was wearing the whole get up. Knee high red leather boots with two inch heels, pale bare fucking thighs, a tight blue miniskirt, a figure-hugging midriff-baring tit-defining cock-teasing white babydoll t-shirt with the S-shield splayed. That happened after lunch.I’d cleaned up everything from our little lunch and was cleaning up in the main cabin when he attacked me from behind. I was pushed down across the table in the cabin and he made an attempt to penetrate me – the k** was rock hard.I suggested that we go to the forward cabin in the bow [where the cook and I slept] to get it on. It was small, shaped like a ‘V’ because it was all the way in the bow of the boat and the bunks were the ideal height to bend someone over – that. "Piss?" Lila raised one eyebrow. "She, ah, went before we came hereand..." She clicked her fingers. "Ah, there was that incident, thedrunken Warrior and his friends who tried to liberate her from thebelt..." She nodded speculatively. "That would account for it. A fewdrops, at least." Killing was too good for her, Armand decided as hestared at the flagstones beneath his bare feet, blood boiling in hishead and wishing the stones would open up and swallow him, or better yetswallow Lila. Gor. Zax released another cloud of steam and waited patiently. It was still too early. The temperature was not cold enough and the wind was too weak.Five hours were a long time to spend in the Inner Spirit formation, but Zax was not worried that the time outside of it will elapse as fast as it happened a few times in the past. Presently, the formation restrictions remained at the same level that they had been before he reached the Advanced phase of level G and by now he already properly crossed to.