Her first lieutenant had been a sharp fellow, but her Captain had probably got his post due to who he knew rather than his ability. Still, no problem ...his time.Newly promoted Captain Fitzherbert commanding HMS Swallow ordered the salute to be acknowledged and then turned to his first lieutenant.“What course would you say ‘Moonfleet’ is on Number One?”“A point north of west, I’d say, sir.”“Hmm ... and she ought to be a point west of north to make Dublin, wouldn’t you say?”“Aye, sir. What do you. .. how about that drink ... then we'll see whatwe can do about your three days on the road."The girls followed him down the steps and across the room to the bar. Hemixed them all a drink and gestured toward the kitchen beyond. "Later,if you're hungry, we might all have a bite to eat if you like."Both the girls nodded appreciatively and Polly told him, "Sounds great,but what we'd really like is a nice hot bath. You wouldn't mind, wouldyou?" Of course not," he replied and walked around the end of. Was this how it would be? She pondered that briefly. Was she ready to live a life with no choices? No control? Sean gazed at her while she mulled this over. She saw he was watching. She couldn't help feeling like he knew what she was thinking. He allowed her to finish pondering all of this while he nibbled on a piece of bread. The first course was soup for him and a Caesar salad made table-side for her. She marveled at the flair. It was delicious. The rest of the meal flew by, with both of them. Carefully she pushed her pants down, revealing her long legs; contrasting with the black underwear she wore. Realizing I wasn’t going to relent, she raised her arms and unfastened her bra and let it drop, covering herself with her arm. Normally when Laura stripped she was completely comfortable, knowing she was control and as her clothes fell she was almost beginning to regain a semblance of her old self. She was able to meet me my eyes and she began to bend over to remove her panties. When.