”I started lowering her straps and she was lifting my shirt up. We got naked on top. I lowered her dress completely to her feet and removed it. She ...is totally naked under me. I was rubbing my cock against her through my shorts and kissing her on the lips so desperately.I was moving my hands on her boobs, waist and butt cheeks. She was kissing me back so good and the feeling of her soft lips made me drip in my shorts. She lowered my shorts slowly while I was doing all this. My dick grew bigger. “You fucking heard me, now do it, goddamn it.”With that I reluctantly removed my hands from my now timid, flaccid member and lowered them to my sides. Penny looked directly to my lap and almost seemed to do a double-take.“Is that it?” she laughed.I was compelled to look down myself, and in my frightened state, everything had gone ‘turtle’. Limp, shrunken and retracted, it looked like I’d been standing naked in a snowstorm, and the fact that I like to keep it completely shaved didn’t help. And more towels strewn about on the floor, stiff with what I knew had to be dried blood. And in the middle of the table itself, mostly covered by yet another towel, was my poor cat, unmoving."Oh," burst out of me inadequately. I stopped dead still for a moment and stared.What in God's name had I done?Last night's dream flooded back to me. It had all seemed so vivid. Somehow I must have started sleepwalking, and got up and grabbed the cat and put him on the table and——and cut him up and killed. Once the unloading ramps were down, they started the procedure of getting the gear off. Sean found a large crate with ‘STILL’ stamped on it.‘What the hell?’ he thought. Sure enough, it was Essco’s still, and it was accompanied by ten crates of bottles with a pad tucked in one. It had the instructions on how to set-up the still. Obviously, Captain Clark had decided it was better on the ground than on his ship.Sean commed the Captain, “Captain, Sean here.”“Ah! You found my little present,” he.