We were in irons in the back seat of a pair Customs Service cars ... irons ... as in handcuffs ... while the Customs inspectors were busy destroying t...e interior of the K5. Most of our clothes were out on the docks ... what hadn't been deliberately tossed in the harbor. The guns mounts had been pried from the deck and the guns themselves were destroyed. One man was getting ready to fell the mast so he could look inside the radar globe ... when the Admiral showed up wanting to speak to us.To say. I tried to be cheerful with Hosea’s mama when she asked me into the kitchen as I was leaving and offered me some fresh pineapple and a bit of cake. She thanked me for visiting with Hosea and said that she at least could offer me something sweet. I told her how much Hosea loved my story about the Christmas tree we were working to have, and although I knew what the answer would be, I asked her if there would be a tree for Hosea too. ‘Oh dear me, no,’ Hosea’s mama said. ‘We don’t have time for. With the slightest efforts he was about the turn it to the right or left, however by smaller degrees and even pull her back and upwards which he judged would produce and interesting arc in her flow rather than a vertical stream He kept his fingers in place and urged her to ‘skouch’ her hips slightly until she was sitting straddle of the separating strips. Then Travis told her, ‘Now pee!’ ‘Like this?’ she look incredulously ‘Now?’ ‘Yep’ He really didn’t think she would even try, but he had. She murmured, as Tony taking the soap began to soap her body slowly and carefully, paying special attention to her breasts, then her vagina.She was really enjoying his attentions, her moans were unrestrained; but she knew this could not last long, she knew she could not take much more of this erotic massage. She pulled away; the water was running down her face, her long hair was now dark with the shower water, but her eyes were full of wild unrestrained passion."I can't take much more of this.