" Yes," Charles replied, unable to counter the valet's perception of hisfuture which mirrored his own view of it."And I'm to accompany you." Yes," Cha...les confirmed."Once the liner leaves port, it will be you who are accompanying me."Charles gave the man a confused look prompting the valet to explain, "Iwill be Lord Charles Masterson, and you will be my servant." Are you mad?" No, but I wonder if someone might take you as a lunatic for dressinglike a maid. Not even a woman of leisure, but a. Your fingers caress under and around your breasts and I see your nipples harden and pole through the fabric, awake and wanting to be teased. Soon your fingers brushes across your nipples then circles them. I pull my hand out from between your legs and place my fingers on your lips. They part and suck my fingers in, savoring the juices and sucking them like a cock, making me harder still. Already there is a moist spot in the middle of my shorts where the precum is oozing out. I move my hand to. The little red head was staring right at my cock. She couldn't weigh more than a hundred pounds, but she had a hungry look on her face. I could feel myself hardening more, but I didn't think that would be appropriate."Observe the veins", Ms. Taylor said lifting the tip of my cock with her pencil. I was surprised by the contact, then she pointed to the veins, now becoming quite distinct on my cock. Her finger accidentally touched me and I could feel myself getting harder. I had no control. We opened our cold beers and had our first sip. At first I did not like the bitter taste but I persisted until I had finished the beer. Rachel kept pace with me and I could tell she did not really like the taste either. I felt a slight tingling in my head and knew that must be the buzz that you get from alcohol.“How do you feel?” I asked Rachel. “My head is buzzing slightly.”“I don’t feel anything yet,” Rachel said. “Maybe I need another one.”I agreed and quickly got us another beer. We had.