Unhone mujhe dekha par pallu thik nhi kiya maine jaan much ke shies pehne me deri lagayi taki mai zyada der tak dekh saku, phr mai tution chalagaya pa...r pura din wahi sochta raha ki kaise aunty ko chodu agle din phir wahi hua mai raat bhar soo nhi paya bas aunty kr naam ki muth mari..Jab mai 4 th day tution se wapis aya toh toh muma boli sandhya aunty bulari hai unhe kuch kaam haiMere man me yoh ladoo photne lage par mai dikhane ke liye mom ke samne natak karne laga ki nhi jana nd all finally. “Have you tried it?” Marti had asked.After some less than adroit verbal fencing he had replied, “I think it depends on the woman. Some would never do it, some put up with it for their partner, and some are really into it.”“But what about you?” the one called Callie asked with arched eyebrows.“Okay,” Paul said raising his voice for the first time. “I know they can enjoy it from firsthand experience, all right?”“And you’re so sure about that? I mean that they wanted it?” It was Marti again.Paul. Jean could only stare at them in bewilderment, while her swimming brain struggled to make sense from their statements... until slowly, a series of vile and horrifying recollections began to flash through her mind, adding sudden anxiety to her quaimish stomach. Her lovely green-eyes widened in growing panic. She exclaimed:"I-I'm in the Home, aren't I... ! Oh God... aren't I... ?" There, there, Baby, now don't get yourself all up tight," Sandy soothed gently, chafing the blonde girl's hand. Sometimes, he was awayfor a couple of hours at a time. When I asked him about it, he was a bitcagey, saying that they were showing him the parts of the ship thatpassengers normally didn't see. I decided to follow him, the next time hewent missing. Next day I saw him talking to the Ship's Bosun and then walkoff with him , so I carefully followed them. After going through variouspassages they entered a door marked "Petty Officer's Mess" and closed thedoor behind them. I waited for about twenty.