Her nipples were remarkable. Stimulated by mood, temperature or contact, they'd spring out, prominent and hard, visible often through relatively conce...ling clothes. I was taken with Tookey and taken with her breasts. It may have been her innocence or perhaps her demure personality, but it was not apparent to me that she even noted my interest. She remained open and free around me, never turning away or holding her shirt to her chest. When we'd work together, I'd frequently have the opportunity. We certainly had the wood. Some of the workers would be willing to relocate to Widemouth for a guaranteed job. I’d have to think about that. Again, I had the money but I wasn’t sure that my own shipyard was the best use of it.One thing I did was take a tour of their ropewalk. Looking at it made sense to me, but I’d have been a long time building one myself. It was easier to tell the men who had worked there that if any of them would hire on as a sailor for the trip back to Widemouth, once we. "Sir?" I move from my dark corner towards the light answering, "Yes, my pet. Your Sir is back." Felicia tries to formulate a response but can't, still grappling with the idea that I have returned and probably know what has transpired in my absence. We stare at each other for many minutes without speaking. Although there is much said in our silence. "How many have there been," I say, moving closer to her, watching her tremble more with each step. "And do not even think about lying to me." Five. This time, I didn’t have to work hard on her but rather that encounter came on its own! After about half an hour, she said “honey, just ensure you hear the door bell if someone comes.” I said “why mom?”she said “because, I am going for a shower.” I seized the moment and straight away asked her “can I accompany you, mom?” she said “What? Are you nuts?” I asked “Why mom? Can’t I have a bath with you? What’s wrong in it?” she said “honey, we are nude when we bathe. Don’t you know that?” I said.