“You wouldn’t happen to really be a nurse, would you?” I asked.“Why, yes, actually I am,” she replied. She set down her wine and tugged her ...ipper even lower, so I could see the tops of white lacy panties. “Are you in any pain I could help you with?”“Well I have been suffering a bit. I’m somewhat swollen and inflamed the last few minutes.”“Here, let me look,” she said. Terry reached down and pulled my toga slowly up my legs. I held the fabric at my waist. “Oh, my! I’m afraid this needs prompt. I groaned in lust as I ran my hands up and down his back. I gripped his cock and began rubbing it up and down, I heard a soft groan escape his lips and that turned me on even more. He began to kiss my lips greedily and as he did this he slid his hand down my body. He finally reached my pussy and began to tease me, rubbing my pussy lips. He softly rubbed my clitoris in circular motions, and I growled in frustration. “Master, please finger fuck me NOW. I want your fingers deep inside of my pussy.. That’s the name of our boat. Guess they didn’t tell you that, huh? The name’s BJ, by the way.’ ‘No, no one mentioned it. How did you know it was me?’ she inquires, honestly wondering how the young woman picked her out so fast. BJ makes a show of looking around, then quips ‘Are you kidding?’ Following BJ’s lead, a quick glance around her makes it abundantly clear that she sticks out like a sore thumb. It’s obvious she is the only ‘outsider’ on this pier, from the amount of clothing she has on. It was the best of times?well?okay?not really?but it wasn't exactly the worst of times, either. It was, actually, "business as usual" for dear old Planet Earth. Saddam Hussein had just gotten the shit bombed out of him by the Mighty Armed Forces of the United States. The Global Economy sucked. Poverty, famine, and disease were rampant even in the so-called "developed nations". People still harbored hatred towards those of their neighbors who happened to be of a different race, creed, color,.