I don't know why I put that down, but it seemed in character. The weeks went on, and I became very comfortable with my new appearance. I even enjoyed... putting together a provocative outfit to see the looks on the crew when I walked into a room with my hips swaying. I practiced walking in ever higher heels until I could even dance in six inch platforms. I did my makeup over and over until I could get any look I desired. The ship had a tradition that after each month at sea they had a big. We again chatted. He somehow got me all horny again and made me do another show for him. Finally we logged off.A day or so passed and tom sent an email. The guys had enjoyed my show. Would i consider doing it in person? Several long, kinky, flirty emails followed. I said i wanted them all... i wanted to suck them off....i wanted them inside me. We were both clearly turned on by each others messages.Finally a message dropped in my inbox. The tone changed now. Would i meet up? For serious. I. .......................... We will use you and you will fucking enjoy it you big old slut......” Jacob continued his dirty diatribe for about five minutes, suggesting all manner of things for me to do and things that would be done to me, until he ordered me to get up and take the rest of my clothes off. I got off the couch and shimmied out of my demure business skirt, and then slowly took of my wet panties. I could smell my cunt as I did so, it was bubbling with juices. Now naked, I moved over. ” “Go on!” I encouraged, smiling like a Chester Cat. “My niece, well my goddaughter actually but she is more to me than that, as you might be aware.” “You mentioned her last time, yes. You raised her after her mum has killed in a car accident when she was ten. But you called her your niece?” “Long story short, she is not a blood relative. However, I view her as close being so integral in her upbringing. Her mum and I went to school together and were firm friends until…well, the accident. I call.