I got my meal and took my good time finishing it and left a generous tip. I hurried back to my room and was furiously jacking off, thinking of those b...ig tits, when there was a knock at my door. I quickly put my cock back in my pants and answered the door. It was the guy I had sucked off in the shower earlier. Before I could say anything, he pushed past me and said, “I want some of your sweet ass.” Closing the door, I turned and said, “I think I’m fucked out for today.” “Honey you can never get. This was not how it was supposed to be. I started struggling."Amram, wake up!" my mother said.I could see the officer standing in front of me, his breeches open, holding his hands where his penis should be. There was dripping blood. It was more than dripping. Flooding.Wake up, Amram... "I told you to keep looking!" He slapped me again. "First I will deal with you, pretty angel, and then I'm going to kill your precious friend Bea."I was afraid now. I could not let him kill Bea. I struggled. It's a pleasure to meet you, finally. I live in the house behind you, and I have seen you many times. I sure am glad I saw those men break in and was able to help. I think that I should be going, now. I don't want to ruin your reputation." To hell with my reputation! If those two bastards last night had their way, more than my reputation would be shattered right now. I would do absolutely anything to show you how much I appreciate your help last night." Hmmm ... In that case, how about having. I asked for and got a little help lifting him on to the bridge.Then I followed Valerie's advice for sealing off the ship.We were alone now."Now what?" Now Jacob, we talk." About what?" You." I told him."Me?" disbelief tinged his voice. "What's left to talk about?" Your emotions for one thing. Sure they rise and fall. But they seem to always be through a cloud of depression. That's not right. Think about this. Would your family want you to be depressed all the time? Would David want you to be.