Have you ever had a real Chablis?’ I asked her. ‘I don’t think so, but I’ve read about them. One day I’d love to explore the vineyards in Fr...ance, Germany, Italy, Spain, and Portugal.’ ‘Is that all?’ I kiddedher. ‘What about Chile or Australia?’ ‘Well, I haven’t had anything that wowed me from those places, but I have from Europe. Though I guess I’d like to explore Napa and Sonoma and the Willamette Valley too.’ Again I was surprised that this twenty-two-year-old with no education past high. We’d think on that and come up with a better answer.Still, we got practice raising and lowering the sails, and jacking the yards around to different angles. If there was much wind at all we could lose control of the yard while we did this unless we took the sail up first, but that added a lot of time to the task. When we got back to Widemouth we were going to have to add a couple of small capstans and a LOT of cleats, to allow us to pull lines that didn’t want to move, and to slowly let other. "Every Halloween I used to have a big scene in an old mausoleum at this mansion I own upstate. No one had ever been buried there, so there shouldn't have been any ghosts, but every year someone would say that they saw faces staring at us from inside the black granite walls." A couple of years ago two of the slaves went missing overnight. The next morning, one slave's owner claimed she disappeared on him while they were having sex. He had her rigged with a TENS unit to shock her tits while he. “Lie on your back,” she quietly said into my ear.My cock was pointing to the ceiling as she straddled me. I could feel her pulling her panties to one side as she slid her wet cunt down onto my cock. Bliss.I reached up into the darkness to her tits and rubbed my thumbs over each nipple. I knew she liked them played with. I licked my fingers and went back to her nipples. She let out a small scream as I rolled them between my saliva-wet fingers.Then she began to gyrate her hips side to side; front.