They were both from Mary’s Ransom’s original crew, and they had volunteered to serve under me as the best way to get out of Widemouth’s convict ...ang. They were onboard as general seamen, not trusted yet with weapons, and the missile launcher crews would probably kill them on the spot if they got too close to the launchers. Sabotaging the launchers at the wrong time would make us a lot easier prey, and the crew kept a close eye on both men.When the ship got close enough Fil and Mickey agreed it. I increased my tempo and began kissing her as we belly bumped. As we began to kiss she rested her heels on my butt and partially locked me into the saddle between her strong young thighs. That move had the effect of shortening my stroke and making my thrust into her even faster. It also pulled me up higher and gave my dick more contact with her clit on each stroke. As this happened I looked into her half glazed eyes and when she finally returned my gaze it was with a look of pure lust. That. She always wore skirts just above her knee and I noticed she always wore sheer, fully-fashioned nylons (of course I was too young to know what FF nylons were).She put me over her knee and rubbed my back, which was nice, but better was the feeling of my bare legs (I was in shorts) against her silky nylons. That was the first time ever I remember getting an erection. I don't think she noticed my little stiffy, but I knew then that I was fascinated not only by the touch, but also the feel of. Irene was not too difficult to read her surface thoughts and she relied on what fictional books and movies had to say about magic. To her all of it was bad and how people were sacrificed to appease demons. She was right about this but the demons were within all of us.Important people came around that night to be reprogrammed and informed of what and how they would do business in the future. Some had fit into Malochuck's old scheme very well and needed little encouragement. Now those same people.