I will not be talked to like that.”“I will say worse than that. Please try to escort me out your front door.”He tried to take my hand. But found... his hand was trying to take hold of a handful of air. He tried to pick me up. His hands went through my body. “What are you?” he demanded.“As I said earlier, I am a messenger. You will be dead before 8:00 tomorrow morning. If you are cooperative you will die without pain at 11:00 tonight.” He wanted to say something but I stopped him. “Shut the fuck up. No?Oh, darling, it's too late - you are already under my spell - see? Youare removing all your body hair without thinking. Nice and smooth - it'sokay about the hair on your head - there's a wig on the bed for you. Yessweetie, it's blonde.You are under my spell, darling, come on.Lather your body up and down, get nice and clean for me, come now, wedon't have a lot of time. Make sure you remove all your pubic hair likea good girl.Now get out and pat yourself dry - don't rub - pat. Good girl, put. The women laughed and joked, doing the bump with the one next to them. She didn’t care that her tits were barely held in place as she danced and did her share of viewing low cleavage and long legs.“I kissed a girl and I liked it!” She sang along with the others. “And my boyfriend doesn’t mind it!” she added.Susan eyed Dan and waved to him. He enjoyed watching her and the other woman dancing. He casually stroked his hard cock not knowing several guys were licking their lips, wanting to go over. Jake had just come off a thirty-six hour shift and went below to get some shuteye. The rest of us clustered on the top deck and I put the craft up towards the higher end of its performance envelope after we got into the Gulf of Mexico and we sped south.Both Beth and Jasmine had learned how to take the helm from me. They kept us on heading and at the right speed as we took the straight course. I’m not the kind of captain that has to be at the helm at all times, but I did stay topside and alert.