Satisfied that I looked presentable, I slipped on the clear high heel platform slides and inspected myself in the mirror. I looked like a trampy ve...rsion of a Hooters girl. It was jarring. I looked good I had to admit. I descended the stairs into a large open living room. Brenda and Marcy sat sipping drinks together on a couch. Seated next to them was a large, muscular man; typical body building/bouncer type. What was obviously his buddy, equally large, sat in the other chair. His. Captain Stavros welcomed him aboard in his cabin with a scotch, “Welcome aboard, Major Ramage”.Shaun smiled taking the drink, “Thankyou Captain Stavros”.“We have the things you requested from Mr Silverman down in the hold. The small vehicles, Jeeps I think you call them will be loaded there. The larger vehicles and the bowsers will be placed on deck due to lack of space below”.Shaun smiled, “That will be fine and thank you Captain”. Shaun knew keeping the petrol bowser on deck was a precaution. Because wives like to feel sexy and obviously I will require some attention from a real man, ...yes a real man with a nice big cock from time .Do you understand what I'm saying,... I know you would not object to me taking a lover because you have just said so , you admit you want to be a baby girl... a sissy baby cuckold just like those stories we found on your computer".Susie was talking in such a caring soft loving way which really made me feel so loved but was so matter of fact taking a. They smelled like ... well, they smelled like machine oil. But under that was a distinct scent of cinnamon. Peeking past it, I could see the men at work. They were Koreans, but they weren’t in DPRK uniforms. Those were definitely skin tight jumpsuits, complete with fancy caps and gloves. They carried the canisters off the ship, stacking them on dollies, which were then pushed towards the base. I rubbed my chin, then whispered into my collar mic.“They’re not wearing DPRK uniforms.”“Oh dear,”.