She always wore tight jeans or leggings which formed to her perfect ass. She wasn’t the cutest girl but she had the most amazing body. Her tits were... perfect not to big but big enough to always be noticeable. She constantly changed her hair color and every time it was amazing. It was my dream to fuck her beautiful ass and suck those luscious tits. I would jerk off to thoughts about her almost all the time. We started to see each other more often in the halls I would even drop into her shop to. I knew that this was the point of no return. From my point of view I'd given Julia two options; to take offence and leave now with or without a slapping me or to accept the intimacy and proceed accordingly. The decision was out of my hands.The next few seconds seemed like hours as she considered my intimate touch. She signalled her decision to stay by saying 'Is it that obvious?'I released my breath, only then realising that I'd been holding it, 'Yes it's very obvious, both from the sweet. Brandon felt nervous as he felt his weight shifting beneath him whilehe leaned towards the shelves to identify what was being stored on thetop shelves.Once he finished, Brandon felt relieved. He placed the pad down on ashelf before he clasped the shelf and pushed his other hand against thewall as he carefully dismounted from the stool.Brandon then carried the inventory list over to Christiana. Christianatook it without saying a word of thanks.Brandon fought the urge to scowl at her as he took a. They had all gone through training together and had managed to stay with each other so far. The noise was almost deafening and after a second drink was consumed they asked if I wanted to go "bar crawling" with them. All I said was let’s go, so we proceeded out into the street and joined the masses.We entered another bar, had more drinks and as they told funny stories about ship board life I found myself getting tipsy, which made me laugh even more. Another bar, another drink, more stories, more.