And I really, uhh, masked the smellof the smoke." Sarah started laughing as she thought abouther little stunt. She breathed a nicotine-laden sigh ofre...lief as the flight attendant walked by without sayinganything to her. Sarah felt much better now that she hadfilled her lungs with her smoky nectar. She tilted her seatback and actually slept for a while. She woke up twentyminutes before the plane was to land. She turned to Tom andsaid, "I have to go to the bathroom again."A few minutes after the. I couldn’t help noticing that she made many side-ways glances at my breasts: my nipples were so evident through the blouse. She held my hand even more tightly. Clear message and my chest tingled with anticipation of what was to come.We went through to Mary’s room, got comfortable on the bed and kissed for a long delicious time. I could feel the rise and fall of her chest on my breasts. We were both aroused, but it did not seem to be getting anywhere. Then, I realized that Mary was waiting for. She runs her hands down her body and discovers she's buck naked. Not a stitch of clothing. The panic starts to push through and her brain starts waking up.She touches between her thighs and adrenaline shoots through her system. It's sensitive but more worrisome, like her eyes, gooey and crusty. She takes a deep breath and tries to piece together the night before she starts blindly feeling around the room.Although she was only 18 and in her last year of high school her brother, Steve, had asked. As they came on board, there was a general gasp of disbelief, as seeming skeletons feebly stepped onto the deck."Good God!" gasped Liz. Many of the crew turned away, not sure what to make of what they were witnessing. The Captain had come down from the bridge and the Captain of the submarine came forward and saluted.In near perfect English he spoke. "I am surrendering my vessel and I am handing over to you the log and code books. Please look after my crew, they need to eat." He looked like some.