Her tight body revealed her excellent curves combined with her full breasts. Her body was tanned and accentuated by her floral sundress and open-toed ...andals. Her shoulder length hair was meticulously groomed. Her finger and toenails were polished in stunning pink. She looked hot.Carol smiled and said, “I talked to Joan and she thinks we have much in common and would be good friends.”My God, this is sudden. Not sure this is supposed to work this way. Perhaps the alcohol is making us both. She had no memory of having been transported here and her first resolve was to return to her quarters. The captain was a busy woman and there was much she should be getting on with.However, every attempt to return to a more normal state of affairs was frustrated. First of all there were no clothes for the captain to put on. There were wardrobes and drawers, but they held nothing that she could use to recover her modesty. Nadezhda would have to remain naked and this wasn't what a woman who. Trying to muster a smile I rested my hand softly on his wrist and brushed my leg against his and just sat, staring with him.The next three weeks were a blur for me, we traveled, shopped together and dined in exclusive restaurants. I was a princess and he was my prince in a love story that felt like it lasted life a lifetime.Of course the first time I came back to our penthouse suite and caught him with a hooker and wearing a diaper, my fairy tale slammed to the ground with a loud bang. It. I won't even try to paraphrase here, but suffice it to say that she was filling mom in on the "normal" activities of the previous year. She was very careful to say nothing about our relationship in that public forum. I was pleased with that and I'm sure that Tara was as well. She didn't need to hear the "gory details" of her daughter's love life there in the airport.I'm sure Tara had that part of the conversation in her mind already and didn't need to be filled in on details. I was curious as.