You burn calories just thinking of getting into the things you do,” Mom told me.I was out the door like a bullet, on my bike and racing through the ...quiet Sunday streets toward the mall. I cuffed my bike to the bike rack and made a beeline right to the store I wanted.When I made my purchase, the pressure of getting this done was gone like a load off my mind and my shoulders. I lifted my little friends from my neck and looked at them.‘This was your idea wasn’t it’Instantly the warmth spread. “Do you think you are appropriate to leave with me slut?” he questioned.“I thought it would be to your liking”, I said. Then I felt a hard slap on my ass. “Do not be insolent slut!” he quipped, “This will not do, strip down leaving only your heels on!”I began to remove my undergarments and stood bared naked in front of him. He left the room and came back with a leather bag. He threw me some clothes. “Put these on now slut!” he demanded.I quickly began to dress. He had me place on a sheer tight. There were two older men that I could not immediately put a name too. I risked pointing at the younger one, a blond man who appeared to be in his early thirties.“I’m going to embarrass myself a bit, but can you give me your name?” I said.“I was beginning to think you never got anything wrong,” the man said. “I’m Thomas Truit, I’m supposed to work the starboard engine as the general electrician.”I nodded. “Warren, I believe he’s one of yours.”“I remember him,” Warren said. “And the other man is. She rang the doorbell. “Hi again” he said as he opened the door.“Hi Eric,” she said and flicked her wide smile on, “are you seeing some one new?”“Well, you don´t waist time on small talk, now, do you?”She embraced him. She was not very tall, just under 160 centimetres plus the few the heels of her booths added. Not enough to kiss him. He pushed the door shut behind them and placed his hand on her back, high up, but still kind of intimate. “Why are you in such a hurry, Anja?He broke free of her,.