“I think we’re going steady now.”“Geez, and I didn’t get anything,” Jen huffed. “Not a grope, not a feel, not a fondle. How about you, s...s?”“Nada,” Mel said. “I guess it pays to be on the inside looking out. Brock, did you get felt up?”“Not so much as a goose,” he said with a laugh. “I figured with four lecherous girls in bed with me I figured I’d get lucky. But nope, my virtue is still intact.”“Oh, you got lucky,” Merie said as she jumped on the bed and draped herself across Mel to kiss. It was a little strange. In a lot of marriages the couple sleeps together for years and then something causes them to seek separate beds for sleep. It doesn’t mean they don’t love each other. Maybe one snores, or has restless leg syndrome. Maybe one’s a night owl and the other goes to bed early. They simply sleep better when they’re alone in bed. Our situation was a little like that, except we hadn’t been married for years and years.Generally speaking, whatever girl was scheduled to sleep with. ....................................It was Thursday morning and Emily had just woke up. The night before had been very hot as it had been a heatwave so Emily had took all of her clothes off. All Emily had on was her white ankle socks. Emily got out of bed and put on her dressing-gown. She walked round the house to make sure she was alone. Sure enough she was. She dropped her dressing-gown on the floor and lay down on her the living room settee. Her young pussy began to tingle so she started to. Her hair was the shade of weathered brick, just slightly reddish in hue, and her eyes were a dark hazel. She wore the uniform of the Royal Navy, though modified to fit her form, as were all those of her crewmates.Unable to see much in the dark, fog, and smoke, Elizabeth maintains her poise enough to carefully listen for one of the ship’s officers to see where she might best be put to use. Unfortunately, the deck was chaos as the rest many of the women on the ship’s crew were busily rushing.