“You’re smarter than some slutty secretary, dear. I only want to fuck smart, powerful women. But… well, if you want to play dumb sometimes and b...e my plaything, I won't say no!” he said, staring at me, stroking himself slowly.“Mhmm, damn,” I whispered, thinking to myself, I think that was the sexiest casual complement I’ve ever received. I loved watching him play with himself. I was in ecstasy. At that moment, I would have done any freaky thing he asked me to do. So, when he grabbed my wrists. Captain Millhouse, in a conversation with Jesse, said, "This one looks to be the makings of a real hurricane. I'm going to run as hard as the old girl can take as it will be real trouble if we get caught. If you would, I need you to help the Stonebergers get secured as well as possible before the storm hits. I' have to mind the ship and the crew and try to keep us afloat."Jesse replied, "Aye, Cap'n, will do!"Jesse climbed down to the main deck and went to the Stonebergger cabin, grabbing a coil. He moved toward it, then quickened his pace, running, running, the plush carpet sucking at the soles of his shoes, his heart pounding, head throbbing, propelled forward only by his terror and the hideous laughing behind him - running, running, his eyes slowly adjusting to the flickering light ahead, until finally he reached it and stopped, panting, dizzy, and swimming in sweat.Below him, hidden by the bend in the winding stairway, music was playing, but not the lush music of an opera. It was. ”“Its quite late, lets step out and go looking for a coffee. I need a break too.”“OK.”“And listen, could you do me a favor?”“Yes?”“Can you carry this book for me? Its too heavy.”She was right; it was quite heavy, especially on her petite frame. Shweta is not very tall- barely 5’2. She has curly hair, pretty eyes, a full smile and brown skin. Also, she has a nice rack and an exquisite behind, the kind you want to grab or spank, slightly.So, after returning the book, both of us stepped out of the.