Which was why, at six thirty the following evening I found myself nervously opening the front door of my apartment and stepping out in my heels.Once I...was stepping out down the pavement I felt a rush of excitement that was just about indescribable. The thrill of hearing my heels click on the paving, the feel of the breeze on my stocking clad legs and through the tight dress was wonderful. My long blonde hair ruffled by the wind, it was like a drug, a high that I didn't ever want to come down. She told me her husband is impotent. She stay with only because she is average looking poor girl. I console her. One day we are leaving office, I ask her if I can drop her. She said okay. She ask to me to come to her home. She has ask me to wait, she come after change cloth. She come back in hot transparent dress.She ask me what you take. I said tea. While drinking tea, she started her story, how she is still virgin and she want to have k**s blah blah… Suddenly she requested me to fuck her. I. Anatoly wants to grab hold of Sveta and shake some sense into her but, seeing how she is staring transfixed by the sight of the girl in the water, he knows this will be of no use. Instead, with a great effort he masters his emotions and gently places an arm over her shoulder.To the crewman, standing by the companion way to the upper deck, he says, "Go to the bridge and tell the Captain to get us into international waters as fast as he can. Tell him I do not care how much fuel he uses!"To Sveta. " What the hell? Did he not gorge on just as much junk and alcohol as I did? "What the hell is so good about it?" I grumbled."Awww Kris, don't be like that, I had a great time last night. I don't even have a hangover. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, life is great." I could have strangled him. "Go to hell Jake, but before you do that could you get me some aspirin and make me some breakfast? PPPLLLLEEEAAASSSSEEE?" I gave him my most pathetic face. I didn't have to do much; I was.