I ordered her lashed to the main mast during the festivities, her breasts bared (though she has so little in that department that we might as well hav...e undressed a boy), in order that she might observe the delights savoured, but as of yet my action has not had the desired effect.But even Sapphic pleasures must pall, and as day after day of windless torpor has settled upon us, the ambience aboard the ship has grown most tedious. For the moment we do not lack for food, but our water stores are. ”“If I am your girl, will this firm get the business.” “Well……”“I must know for certain if you want to stuff your cock between these big luscious tits. That is what you want, no?” She stood and peeled off her jacket to reveal a tight white blouse and no bra containing a spectacular set of slightly coffee coloured fuck muffins. “Perhaps you are uncertain” as she unlatched and unzipped her short skirt and let it fall to the ground.Having removed her panties before the interview she stood before. The room that I got was actually a "Mini-Suite", which had the king size bed, a sofa and a nice stuffed arm chair. I had stocked the mini-fridge with a six pack of beer, and had a bottle of whiskey on top of the mini-bar."Want anything to drink?" I asked her. "And just so we can really be friends, I suppose we should do some introductions. I'll start it off. My name is Bob. What's yours?" Well, my birth name is Kim, but my friends at work call me Sasha. And I'll take a beer,. It was there with yesterday’s unopened mail, waiting for Rashmi’s return. Usually Rashmi collected the mail and sorted it, figuring out what needed to be brought to Jessica’s attention or what should just be delivered to Joe Foss, Alicia Estrada or someone else, or placed in the neatly organized files Natalie had started and now Rashmi kept. The one that Rashmi knew was to go to Jessica unopened was any large envelope with a Chicago postmark. Jessica had simply explained it was from Dmitri and.