That skewed the weight budget all to hell. We finalized the layout of the head, with a six-foot square tub that had a shower head above it. All the po...wer plugs and switches had to be placed and runs to operate them planned as well. The galley received a big propane-fed wolf stove with six burners and a grill. The model I selected had two ovens at knee level. A medium-sized refrigerator in the galley was backed up by a larger refrigerator and a freezer in the stores compartment. I had an. As I held her closely, I continued to speak softly, assuring her she was not in trouble. I was curious about her, why had she remained quiet in the corner for so long as I masturbated. She finally began softly speaking telling me her name was Carly."I know I am not supposed to be in here, so I hid in the shadows. When you started…um getting undressed, I felt funny, kinda like I had a tummy ache or something, but it didn't hurt, it just felt funny down between my legs." I could feel her breath. .. I'm sorry." The last was said with a pout. Her lip extended and quivering, I thought she might cry.Opening my arms, palms up, in a gesture of "What the hell can I do", I was hid hard by a skinny, red headed leech. I gently put my arms around her quaking body. As every alarm of common sense in brain was going off the fucking scale I asked."Amber? Would you like to come in and sleep with me", I asked, instantly feeling her head bobbing, up and down against my chest. As I swept her up, Amber's. ..“Ohhhh...” Debbie couldn’t help it. She had to sigh out loud when she felt those hands doing her like this. When she felt them stroking her. And squeezing her nipples.It was driving her just out of her mind. And she was loving it. Really loving it! But something inside her told her that she really shouldn’t be enjoying this, it was wrong.“Yes, baby slut ... yes ... so good ... I know ... so good...”, Stephanie purred.“You’re ... driving me crazy ... crazy ... Mistress Stephanie” She was.