” “Please don’t fail me.” Tink had watched the crew dance up and down the rigging like squirrels in a tree but she never had climbed anything ...n her life. Tentatively, Tink sucked up her courage and began climbing the rigging at the mast. Tink chided herself, “How can someone who’s flown nearly to the moons and back be so afraid of heights?” But, afraid of heights – or more correctly – afraid of falling she was and her trembling fingers held the hemp ropes and furled sheets in a death grip.. She tasted divine and I ran my tongue up between her pussy lips before slowly circling her clit with it. Slipping a finger deep inside her I quickly went to work on her clit with my tongue. Flicking it across her at an ever-increasing speed. I pushed my finger deeper into her pussy and started tracing circles round her G-spot. She grabbed my head and pulled me hard onto her clit, her breathing now short and ragged. Seconds later I felt the first tremors of her orgasm as it hit. A long slow moan. Finding a seat at the far end I take a breath and observe my surroundings. There is a woman completely passed out on the other side of the room being prodded at by some of her friends while only a couple seats down from me two girls eye each other seductively. Signaling to the bartender I get a drink and while taking the first of many sips I think by the looks of it, tonight will be a fun one. Many attractive men are in the bar, all scouting the area for women, and one in particular, tall,. This conflict, between what she felt and what had been drummed into her through all her formative years, would have destroyed her. Her manipulations, her deceptions and, yes, her accusations, however wrongful they may have been, enabled her to get as far as we are here now."Please, I beg of you, accept that she did not act out of a free will. She was left with no choice. She managed to survive by creating an entirely false world, drawing you and your daughters into a maelstrom you had little.