Still we heard nothing. We retired to neighboring apartments adjacent to where we entered, glad of the opportunity for a little time to ourselves and ... shower. I stood under the hot, massaging jets of water for a long time, wondering as to the fate of the ship’s crew, wondering how long it might be before other survivors would happen by. I emerged from the water, patted myself dry and then, in the hallway, I heard voices. I made my way outside, palm of my hand cupping the grip of the pistol.. I was getting real nervous about this now and wondered if I should stop it before it got out of hand.She stood back up and faced me. She looked right at me and I knew this wild-eyed look was one of excitement. She was getting turned on by this attention and taking her clothes off in a room full of guys.She quickly spun around and faced the groom. She reached for the snap on the front of her bra and unsnapped it holding the cups against her tits. She then slid the bra off her shoulders and it. ”“What do you mean?” she asked.“You hear about romance scammers who target vulnerable older folks, groom them and then take them for all they’re worth.”“Do you think Arthur is a scammer?”“I don’t know. I’m just saying if something -- or, someone -- is too good to be true, he probably isn’t. To an average guy, he sounds too good to be true.”“Maybe he’s older, wiser and more accomplished than the average guy.”“Maybe,” Adam replied. “I hope for your mom’s sake, he’s legit and he can make her. I reached down to your skirt and found the opening. I moved the edges of the fabric apart so that the skirt now was parted in the front, basically exposing you from the waist down. My right hand then moved lower towards the heat that was coming from below. As the tips of my fingers reached your clit, I could feel the wetness from your pussy. I knew that I wanted to have a taste of your nectar. I slipped a finger a little lower, between your lips and deeper into the hot wetness of your pussy..