Julie was standing there, waiting for me. “C'mere...” she beckoned, smiling, and turned away from me. She walked me down the hall to her bedroom d...or. She opened the door and stepped inside. “C'mon,” she bit her lip. “Come in.”I nervously did as I was told. She took my hand and walked over to the bed with me. She sat down and looked up at me. “Take it out. Go ahead, take it out...” she whispered. I knew that really, I shouldn't do her. But at the same time, I had a raging hard-on and this hot. Up in the foretop, another omission was discovered. The safety chain had not been fastened around the topsail yard, risking the yard to be shot away. The foremast was Pons’s responsibility, and Thomas decided that he would have words with his 3rd lieutenant, old shipmate or not.Climbing down to the deck, Thomas then inspected the orlop deck where he found Mr. Fox and his attendants in good order and with their clean torture tools in readiness. Only two men were swinging in their hammocks, both. When he thought about it, he really only missed his two Friday classes. He would like to have checked on the Black Horse during the peak of the Jazz Festival, but between Shirl and the other employees, the place ran itself. His presence would have been purely selfish. That was a perk of ownership, but he wondered if his employees thought he didn't trust them? Something to think about, he decided.The puppy was enjoying his new bed and chew toy. Scott had stuffed the bed into the passenger side. She closed her eyes tight as she tried to concentrate to keep at her task. But the pleasure was too much and her arms gave out as she fell to the ground with her ass up in the air. She finally lost the battle and passed out from the pleasure.Her mother knelt there again as she waited for her daughter to wake up. This time she had a huge smile on her face. Her daughter had managed to do in two tries what took her five to accomplish to the satisfaction of her mistress. She knew Mistress Marta was.