“They’re not deck boots but they’ll do ya.” He stowed the food while I changed to fleece unders and waterproof overs. He showed me the weather... report with the water temperature--it was in the low forties while the air temperature was in the upper fifties. He handed me a self-inflating vest and looked at me real serious-like. “Buckle this on and don’t take it off unless you’re below deck. Even then, keep it handy!”I was surprised at how roomy the cabin was and how many familiar conveniences I. It didn’t take long for Greg to have my ridge rub against the back of his throat. I could feel how deep I was. With my eyes closed and laying on the lounging chair, what a feeling…I never opened my eyes and really liked it when he tied my wrists tightly behind the chair using my bathrobe belt...pretending to be his slave...I liked being his sub and he liked being in charge. After all, he was deprived of many little things the last five years.He licked a finger and pushed it in my ass, then he. ” I watched from outside as the transport Pike entered the cargo hold/hangar.I climbed back inside Gar and headed for Nightmare. I tied off a sensor array and tossed it into the large crack in the hold. Freyda reported, “The portable sensor reading is optimal--reading entire interior of ship. No life signs, no atmosphere in any compartment. Ship has fifty-six percent power.”I quickly retrieved a combination beacon and salvage transponder from an exterior pocket on my suit. I spot-welded the. An impression that will follow you always. Naama tasted bitterness at the back of her throat. ‘Yes, High Priestess.’ Her eyes were once more fully focused on the floor. ‘Please don’t make me take your will from you. This is an important time. It should be a happy time, for you.’ Naama sat silently. She felt a soft hand under her chin and a gentle pressure cueing her to lift her head so as to look into the almond shaped green eyes of the Head Priestess. ‘Try child, just try. All will work itself.