"Athens is our final destination. Our voyage shouldn't be more the two weeks." That is fine," she said, "what is your price for passage?" Price? I wou...ldn't think of it, especially from a delightful woman such as yourself," he answered."That is very kind of you, Sir," smiled Kaia."However," he continued thoughtfully, "There is only one private cabin on the ship and that is mine. The rest of the crew sleeps on the deck. You are more then welcome to share the cabin with me." Thank you, Sir," she. ’ They found each other’s clothing, and it WAS sexy, as they caressed and fondled each other intimately. Once again the tanga stretched in place to emphasize her curves. She laughed as she struggled to get his erection into the cotton briefs. And as they dressed each other, her eyelids became heavier and heavier. She was so beautiful in a languid way now — Dean cursed himself again for his responsibility, as her drowsiness intensified. He kissed her tummy as he tied the waistband on her denims,. Ab maine uska gown kholna start kar diya aur uske boobs open kar diye.Kya sahi size thi uske boobs ki jyada bade bhi nahi the aur jyada chhote bhi nahi. Maine ek boob muh me leke chusne laga. Woh aah aah kae rahi thi aur mere sir pe haat fer rahi thi.Maine ek haat se meri pant kholna starr kar di. Maine pan khol di aur underwear bhi khol di aur mera lund haat se hilane lag gaya. Maine tbodi der me uska haat mere lund pe rakh diya.Woh ab uske mulayam haat se mera lund masal rahi thi. Usko pata. So I signed up, using the very stupid pseudonym I came up with when I was writing to him. (I truly hate "Y.A.Titlover", and will eagerly change to something else if I could think of something ... anything! I am willing to take suggestions.) But alas, no special privileges. I was stuck. I still cannot figure out how to contact him.But now I had an author's account which needed stories, and stories which needed a place to put them. So I figured "Oh well. Why the hell not?"I dusted off Chapter.