"The radar was Tim's baby, so I let him plot our target vessel for a number of hours."We're in luck," said Tim with a huge smile, they've moored up at... Blue cove."Silly buggers," said Trev, "no one moors there, not with a south westerly blowing; be a rough night if the wind picks up." It'll be a rough night for them whatever the wind does," chuckled Tim."Ok guys, this is our chance," I said, "how's the radar looking?" No problems," replied Tim, "no one within ten miles, and then just a few. She forgot all about Yvonne and started to stroke her clit. She began to moan until she heard the click of Yvonne’s phone. “No more touching, slave,” commanded Yvonne. “You need to please me first. Come here, come here on your hands and knees.” “I will not!” cried Sarah. “This is just too much. You are humiliating me,” she sniffled. “Remember, you need to call me mistress,” Yvonne coolly replied. “Do you want me to send this picture of you masturbating in your office to Mr. O’Rourke?” “No,. I shook the fingertips of her right hand and said, “Do you know where my new office is?”“No, sir, I don’t.”“That makes two of us.” I looked at the packers that were moving my files out with hand trucks. “I suggest we follow them,” I stated.We tagged behind the movers, until we had entered the elevator to the north tower. The worker waited for directions, unaware that we were following him.A man in gray overalls looked at me and held out his hand, saying, “Your key, sir.”Key? It suddenly dawned. A little trick they employed was this spray which muted any deep bass inyour voice. It tasted foul, so afterwards they gave us this springwater that tasted like honey. Soon GG, Mom and I were drinking itnonstop. It was especially good before bed, as I was getting used tosleeping in a nightgown. Mister Happy was hyperactive from all of thatsilk but after a drink of the spring water I just relaxed and sleptsoundly every night. It was dream sleep too.Oh my God - I had some very unusual.