She turned, looking backwards in her seat and waved at the two figures perched on the rickety old porch.When we reached the paved road I showed her ho...w to buckle her seat belt. She had been tugging the seam in her shorts in a futile attempt to get some relief from the material cutting into her pussy."Are those shorts hurting you?" I asked her as she wiggled in her seat.She looked at me with those big green eyes and nodded."If you want you can take them off so you can be more comfortable."She. You would have thought it might get a little crazy, and you would be right, to a certain extent. It certainly wasn't something you would see everyday. People fucking and sucking throughout a large bar. But it was essentially a controlled orgy. Jeff was in charge, and everyone knew it. I could see faces turned towards him often as the fun continued. And, it was fun. People were enjoying themselves. One could see that easily, even if most people had on their "having sex" faces, with grimaces, and. We had some awesome sex — but, as you know, I sometimes need some strange. On the second to last day, I went for a morning shower and saw that guy again. He looked like he’d had a rough night but I went into my shower and played with myself thinking about him. When I came out, he was sitting alone on the chairs and as I walked by, he said, “Hello.”I returned his greeting and he got up and walked toward me. I looked at him as he approached. He said I looked like I’d got a lot of sun and I. Kate clung to my arm as I said, "Look, here's what you both need to do. Change into slacks or jeans and sweaters and maybe your running shoes or something like that - nothing with a heel or slippery soles. Grab a jacket – no telling how long we're going to be on deck and get your valuables out of the safe and your passports and then get your life jackets on."The lights flickered again. I think Kate and Melissa were starting to grasp the seriousness of our situation. I noticed the ship had.