In a way I was glad Ship didn't know my real name. In the mood he was in, to have him answer "Yes, Dave?" would scare me half to death."Tell me about ...yourself." What do you mean, Mr Kirby?" You say you're the Ship..." Ah, I am sorry. Please excuse me. I said I was (there's that totally unpronounceable name) but you could call me Ship. Remember, I had to discover what and who you are so I first spoke in the language of the people who lived near the valley ten thousand of your years ago."I didn't. It’s not your fault. Blame your mother and father.”“My parents? Why?”“They contributed the genes that produced you,” he said.Mandy decided the banter was fun. Bob flirted in a completely different way than any of the men she’d met before this. Younger men tended to vote with their bodies, wanting to move things forward quickly and physically. They wanted her and usually took steps to try to get her. What made Bob different was that, while he didn’t try to hide his physical attraction to her, he. This had the effect of jamming my jaw open causing me more discomfort and making me dribble, it did however stop me from screaming when the next blow fell across my shoulders ‘Thwack,’ a real blow, my mind now went into overdrive, did she not realise I had to work tomorrow? Thwack, What, if she got carried away and failed to stop, Thwack, my buttocks became a sea of fire, with the gag a safe word was impossible, (not that we amateurs had thought of that of course), Thwack, my skin felt like. With a bit of luck I could be out of here before I needed it.She left the room and all the others came back still naked as the day they were born and looking stunningly beautiful. It's such a pity that youthful beauty such as they were demonstrating was not legally allowed to be enjoyed. This lot however had decided that I would enjoy them whether I liked it or not. I don't know whether admitting now that I did like it is wrong or not. If I was asked the question without having been through.