" he whispered. "You...something in my drink...." He had tried to hold her, try to push heronto the bed. She had pushed him instead, tilting his bulky... body ontothe mattress. "You put something in my drink."Miranda laughed, placing another kiss on his cheek. "It's calledalcohol. A lot of it, actually - but I really couldn't take any risks ofyou getting it up. You're just not my type, yet..."This kiss was on his stomach, her fingers gripping the fat around hisbelly and squeezing. "I'm going to. Oh shit I said to myself. He's black. I picked up my cell and failed my wife's private number. It rang once then her answering message picked up. It wasn't her normal message. In her voice it said I'm sorry I missed your call, I'm busy enjoying my first black cock, then it said I told you I'd call you when he left. I almost laughed, she knew I'd call.I went to a movie then to a bar to have a beer. It was eleven twenty when my phone rang. I answered it, my wife said OK baby I'm all fucked out. He was making the turn to go down the street the school was on when hefelt someone grab him from behind. "Gah! What the hell?!" He turnedaround to see a red haired girl with a large grin on her face."Hiya Andrea! Did I scare ya?" Andrew tried to lower his heart rate and then responded harshly, "YESyou scared me! I thought some creep had grabbed me something!"The girl rolled her eyes, still with a grin plastered her face. "Jeez,you think after this long you'd get used to it." Now fully calmed. He displaced the crew member stationed there, then started yelling directions down to the Explorer.“I can’t understand what he’s talking about.” Svend complained.A quick look around showed John he was the only one nearby. Everyone else was rushing to follow an order he’d given, or making sure each man had an opportunity to arm himself.“Let me go ask him.” He told the navigator.Climbing to the top of the mast was easier said than done. He must’ve slipped down a foot for every two he scaled..