Five minutes later Julius arched his back and grunted, filling Ana´s cunt with his cum.Julius just laughed. “Now, you just have to take care of the...guys and you can go free.”“No!” she shook her head. “You said just you!”“No!” I shouted. “No more! Let her go!”Then the huge black man addressed to his mates:“Do what you want to her and let them go. Fifteen minutes, no more.”He opened the door and left, closing the door behind him. The taller of the two young men turned to Anita, still on her knees. I gave names for key people, because I was sure that Kara wouldn’t repeat this to anyone, though I didn’t name the dalliances and deflowerings unless there was some important reason. She didn’t ask any questions during the story all the way up to Birgit’s death. At that point, she refilled our teacups and bade me to continue.I went through the anguish of Birgit’s death and the following year, ending with Becky’s deceit and the pregnancy. Kara continued to listen quietly, and she had to refill. Neither of them were talking to me much even when I tried to make some conversation and began to realise what Tara had said was true ... I was really was disliked all of a sudden. A pariah almost.Feeling self-aware all of a sudden, I did all the tasks I was given as quickly as I could but was dismissed by Lieutenant Ivana at the end of service.I found the Captain on the Upper Deck again who barely acknowledged my presence, as she chatted to Tara and Lieutenant Anne. Tara eyed me as I came up. Now it was Elaine's turn to shrug. "I said you might not care for it,"she said.My mouth gaped. "You are, aren't you?" I said. "You're suggesting Iempathise with my dad by dressing up as a woman when I visit him."Elaine smiled. "It wouldn't be that bad, would it?" she said. "Once ortwice a week at the most. It'd make him feel a lot happier about youseeing him." But Elaine," I said, flustered. "I'm 48 years old! I'd look ridiculous!" Your dad's 79," Elaine countered."Yes," I replied, "but it's OK.