On Saturday afternoons, the movies gave you newsreels sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons.Telephones were one to a house, often shared (party ...ines) and hung on the wall in the kitchen (no cares about privacy).Computers were called calculators; they were hand cranked.Typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the carriage and changing the ribbon.INTERNET’ and ‘GOOGLE’ were words that did not exist.Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and the news was broadcast on. Colin had the good grace to look apologetic. “Sorry ‘bout that. Hope you don’t mind the Kestrel having a Navigator and a Helmsman.”“That’s fine by me. A lot of ships have both. Usually they’re much bigger ships than the Kestrel, but it’s not like I’ve never seen it happen before. Besides, from the looks of things you’re a lot better suited to the wheel than I am.”“Thank you, sir.” Colin nodded.“S’ why I hired ‘im,” Belita interjected. “Tell Sterling what ye were doin’ b’fore ye joined my. “I was fighting it, but if you keep talking like that, I am never going to let you out of bed. Hell, I feel like tripping you right here so I can get at that huge cock.” she growled, her eyes practically glowing.Max leaned down and nipped at her lips, catching the lower one in his teeth and pulling just a little. He growled at her, causing her to laugh and latch on to his neck.“Max, you ... god, I am so fucking wet.” Cynthia whined, rubbing her stomach against his groin.“Soon, baby. Soon.” he. I just want to be held. I want to know someone cares. Can I stay here and sleep with you tonight? I don't want sex, but I would like to have you hold me as I sleep. Would that be okay with you?"Crossing to my wardrobe I opened a drawer and tossed her a couple of towels and a wash cloth. "You can stay if you wish, but you're going to shower first. You smell of alcohol sweat, dried sex and Mark's cologne. Soap, shampoo and conditioner, if you wish them, are in that closet, second shelf," I said,.