She looked through the peephole and opened the door immediately. There stood Adam, her friend from high school, soaked to his core. ‘Oh god! Adam, w...hat are you doing here?!’ Shivering and looking sad, Adam replied, ‘I need to talk to you, can I come in?’ ‘Yes, of course, of course,’ Krystina closed the door behind him and ran to grab a towel. ‘Thank you,’ Adam took the towel with such force you’d have thought it was the last bit of food he would ever eat. ‘Adam, what are you doing here? It’s. "I know. I can't believe we went from being so close to not speaking. We had some good fun. Xx". She was right on one count, we had lots of fun but I never considered us to be close. She was sexy and extremely fuck-able but she just wasn't my type. "Yes we had great fun although I'm not sure reminiscing whilst I'm sat here alone is going to cause anything but frustration!" I replied. "You're alone?" She asked "can I text rather than email then?" "Sure". Moments later my phone buzzed. A message. As he rubbed her up his mind ventured back to the day she had totally changed tact. For years she had refused to accommodate him in the field of intimacy and over time he found the mechanism that gave him an erection had seized to operate, or to the extent of being hard enough to penetrate the sex of a woman. However, he could be given oral sex and a female friend had been supplying that pleasure now for ages, but it was a fellow rider that made him determine to seek ways to again create a. 'And anyway, I thought Caledonia was run by butch dykes. What's this little faggot doing here?', asked JamesThe Captains' smile vanished and she sat up straight.'Do not offend my Cabin Boy... '' ... little poof got me to shave my body hair... ' interrupted James.' ... DO NOT INTERRUPT ME', shouted the Captain, ' ... DO NOT offend my Cabin Boy. You surrendered to the little poof, remember? He is my Cabin Boy and only I am allowed to insult him'James looked humble for a moment, and went to reply.