I could see her starting to enjoy it more, closing her eyes and pushing back into the seat. I could tell she was getting close, and doing well not to ...make any noise. She normally makes quite a lot. She tensed up grabbing the arm rests and shook several times as she orgasmed, pushing back more into her chair. I stopped rubbing when she sat forward and grabbed my wrist, knowing she could not take any more. She relaxed back into the seat and smiled at me, then move towards me for a long kiss. That. It would keep the spirits up in this miserable weather. It had been raining almost continuously for the past three weeks, and nobody had a stitch of dry clothing on. Even with Stevens's careful drying, Anson's shirts were damp as were his breeches and coats. Worse, for three days they had to keep the pantry fire doused due to heavy weather. At least the wind had moderated and the cook and his mates had served them a hot meal."Where is the prize?" Keeping position to leeward, sir."That would. We spoke for nearly fifteen minutes, she telling me all about her current projects and informing me that I was her favorite announcer, and that she would love to be on the show one day. Checking our schedule for that afternoon, I saw that we had nothing on after 4pm."Well Nikki, would you like to come in to the studio this afternoon? We'll interview you about the new play you're starring in," I offered.Nikki of course was delighted about this, and she arrived on time in a cab. The interview. "I breathed an audible sigh of relief."Thank you, Katherine. I will take very good care of Rose, I promise."The wedding took place in September in Davis at a very nice, modern church. There were about eighty people in attendance. I was happy that my parents had come, but even more pleased that Diane's parents and Christie had made the effort to be there. That was something I didn't expect, but it made the day for me. Christie's wedding present was a balloon payment on her mortgage, far ahead of.