Tharin's smirk showed confidence behind his hidden thoughts."You have turned into quite a ladies man." I thought to myself.We clasped arms, and then h...gged. "I have so many stories to tell you, brother," I said, groaning as he squeezed the breath out of my body."Not sailing stories, I hope?" He said laughing, "The Dragon makes me sick just thinking about it." Well, at least one ship battle," I answered, laughing back. "And, you must know I captured a slave galley too. I want you to supervise. As I pull you close, I feel your breasts against my chest and I know that I was right in my assumption, they are bare beneath your top. I reach around your back and as I stroke your back my hands wander down to feel the outline of your panties. As we kiss we start out very gently, but before long we are probing each other's mouths with our tongues. The harder I breathe the more I inhale your perfume. It's time to end our embrace. We have drawn the attention of several of the people surrounding. I was from Rotterdam, and from a working-class family, so my accent, vocabulary, and elocution were not up to my Mistress’ precise and exacting standards.What I got was not formal instruction per se, but rather lessons were imparted as we were engaged in other pursuits. If I said something improperly, or with the wrong accent or vocabulary or pronunciation, I was corrected immediately. If I repeated the mistake, I was punished, although lightly.As well, we were taught how to walk properly,. ”“Well, maybe he turns into a toad at midnight and you can go back to being a nun.”Katie laughed, “A nun is definitely not what I want to be around Tyler. Quiet now, here he comes.”They let him take his seat before Cile asked, “What’s going on?”“Apparently the photographers took some pictures of someone that they shouldn’t have. There are several Secret Service agents out in the parking lot confiscating all their cameras and other equipment. I don’t know who it might have been, and the agents.