Dan nodded."Eight or nine days to make a run from Sicily to here with refueling in the Azores... Easy. Buy 55-gallon drums of fuel, lash them together...on the fantail... The boat could make it here and back to the Azores without refueling. No one would ever know it was even on this side of the Atlantic. Go slow to conserve fuel, could probably be here or just off shore on the third, maybe even the evening of the second depending how hard they push the engines. But, I don't think the owner will. Mother, as they got to the gate once more, muttered with a conspiratorial wink, “you speak to yours tonight and I shall deal with mine. OK?” then with a grin of mutual understanding they wandered indoors to sort out tea. The evening passed as family evenings do, especially after an evening such as this family had had the evening before, everyone tired, listlessly watching the box in the corner, then after a last coffee off to bed at a reasonable time.Once in their respective bedroom`s the women. Is this my chance to live out a fantasy? What if he told everyone? When the end of my shift came, I knew I had to go see him. I knew I wanted to suck cock and that this was perhaps my chance. Walking out to the parking lot was like being in a tunnel, my vision seemed so narrow, I was so nervous, but wanted it so much. I felt like I was in slow motion as I scanned the parking lot, looking for Jordan’s car. Then, there off to the side, I saw it. I could hear my heart beat pounding in my ears,. She pulled me closer to the edge and then gathered mein her arms. "Come here, baby." I was surprised when she picked me up andcarried me to the change table a few feet away. I bit harder on thesilicon teat and clutched my bottle to my bare chest with my mittenedfists to avoid dropping it, and clamped the pink bunny against my sidewith my elbow. "Oomph! Gosh you're a big baby," she complained before sheset me down. "Aren't you, Baby Candy?" She smiled affectionately at me totake the sting out of.