Several sailors were doing routine maintenance, and she nodded to each of them as she passed. Her self control was complete, and she heard one comment...to his work mate that, "The Chief always looks so confident. Nothing seems to get to her."If only that were true, she thought. Thirty four souls (including her own) depended on her maintaining that illusion, and the strain was getting to her. She was still exhausted enough every day that falling asleep wasn't a problem, but her sleep was rarely. Rose – Timmy ! you are so bad , but you are right , sir has been so aggressive these days i feel the effect of his pounding even after two days , my legs are weak and my cunt literally distended due to the assault.Timmy this guy is a demon.Tim – What ?? even better than me , after all he is only a hindu and doesn’t even eat beef.Rose – Baby , don’t get upset , all your beef eating is going to your muscles and in other parts of the body , but down there , he is still the king.Tim – Mam ! , I am. Don’t worry about it, honey.” Emma said, “Yes it is!! It Is my fault. I’m sorry.” She was crying and looked pitiful. I saw her doing a pretty good Joanne Woodward tonight, so I wasn’t sure if she was acting or if this was the real thing.I thought I better step in here. “Jake, sit down on the sofa and let’s talk. There’re some things you should know.”We sat down, Jake and Emma on the couch, me on one of those chairs that women seem to accumulate but men can hardly get comfortable in. I wasn’t. Yeah, i eventually mumbled out. She lifted the jumper slowly, never taking her eyes from me until the jumper got hooked up over her face and in her long tangle of blonde hair. She only had a bra on underneath, simple small and white. I guess she was a 32/34A but the thing i noticed most was her gorgeous silky smooth skin - it was in such contrast to the black trousers that hugged her hips so tightly. She laughed and admitted defeat as the jumper was caught under her chin. I stood up and went to.