Le marin: John, ou plutôt Jane. En effet, c'est une femme qui se fait passer pour un homme. Elle est brune avec des cheveux court et a pu se faire pa...sser pour un homme grâce a sa poitrine peu volumineuse et grâce a un bandage, elle est aussi plus athlétique que la plupart des filles, enfin des filles normale qui font la cuisine et la couture. Elle a des fesses assez petite et des yeux verts foncé mais un regard plein d'intensité.Elle est assez timide et s'est trop souvent tut surtout lorsque. "Almost none actually. I've never had anything like a girlfriend and I could count the number of dances where there was a bit of snogging on the fingers of one hand."She knew he was telling the truth. "We've been a couple of lone wolves, haven't we?" Her irrepressible humour returned. "Do you think we ought to buy the manual?"He shook his head. "Practical skills are learnt by practice not by words." The persuasive barrister. I suppose I'll just have to submit." She paused. "Often and lots and. She knows I love to eat her pussy after she works all day and that I will eat her creampie after we have sex, any time she asks me to."You are a nasty man, Billy." She said. "Oh and you don't get off on the fact that I will suck your pussy after we fuck? I think you're nasty for making me do it," I replied."Making you do it? You said you wanted to eat it!" She then got closer. Her pussy was right in my face. "Should I go shower?" she asked knowing full well what my answer would be.I reached. ”He looked ashamed. I tried to look stern, but couldn’t hold back my laughter. He took me in his arms and hugged me.“You laughed!” he said. “Have you stopped being mad at me? Should we go out like Mom said?”“You are totally hopeless.”“And helpless. I can program for myself, but I can’t live without your direction.” That was a wild exaggeration. He’d been employed (if underpaid for a programmer) when I met him. He’d kept himself fed, dressed, clean, and punctual with nobody’s help. His apartment.