. tranquillity.That was it. The ocean unnerved her, made her edgy with apprehension. But the jungle soothed and calmed her, mellowed her out. There wa... just no place else like it.She thought back to her last evening at home. It had been fun with Cathy and Harold. She wondered if they were still seeing each other. Probably they were.If only there had been a man around like Harold, the voyage might pass more quickly. She looked around at the men strolling on deck. There weren't many of them. None. "It's part of the job."Grandmother smiled, and turned her attention to her own paperwork; it was nearly the end of the quarter, and taxes were going to be due again. Then she suddenly lifted her head and stared at Anya, as if she sensed...knew...that Anya wanted to talk to her. "What did you want to talk about?" she asked bluntly.Anya sighed. "I should have learned that there aren't any secrets from you," she said softly. "Alison Jenkins came by yesterday."Grandmother's expression turned to. With the room's curtains open to public view.My girl friend stood behind me with one hand to reach down and fondled my engorged cunt lips making them weep with my sex juices, with the other hand she alternatively caressed my big tits causing my nipples to pop.I could feel my girl friend's breasts flatten against my back, and the hardening of her nipples through the material of her blouse and bra, the buttons were like blunt fingernails scratching me. With her knees apart the stretched material. All that appealed to me wasdressing up. I couldn't wait to get a job, leave home and get my ownplace so I could spend all my free time en femme. So when I was 18 Itook a job working at the Starshine Hotel, and it was there I discoveredmy future.*"Rich, got an order through from Room 315 especially for you!" Mysupervisor Charlie barked at me, snapping me out of my daydream of thepair of high heels I wanted to buy online. They were crimson stilettoeswith a 5in'' heel and I had been saving up for.