‘Captain shall I sleep her on the floor?’ I asked. ‘No that will not be necessary. There is room in the bunk for both of us,’ he replied. ‘ ... just need to answer the call of nature. Get yourself ready and get into the bunk and I will join you soon. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.’ This filled me with trepidation. How hard it would be to conceal my true identity from the Captain if I were sleeping in the same bunk as him. I resolved to get in and pretend to be asleep with my back to. “I told you. That was Mrs. Devers. Cookie diplomacy.”Me nodded. Cha ignored me as I ate.I was outside waiting when Matt picked me up. His smile filled the car and he gave a soft little whistle. “You clean up nice!”“Thanks. This is just temporary. Window dressing.” I filled his arms until I had to back off to fasten my seat belt.“You really do look nice! It’ll be fun taking it off you. What’s under it?”I giggled. “A surprise for the CLODs, of course.”“So, what do you think Devers has up her. A first person view of amateur prostitution I open my track jacket, revealing my braless perky breasts. Sliding the jacket the rest of the way off, I use the same motion to quickly discard of my sweatpants, leaving me naked before him. Come here, he beckons, grinning with his yellow and brown teeth that always made this feel dirtier. I move into my position, kneeling underneath his desk like I do every Thursday night at seven. As expected, he paws at my twenty-year-old fleshone hand grazing my. Al tercer día me llamo la atención que algunos pedidos, los quería repartir él personalmente y que solía dejarlos para el final, a mi no me m*****aba pues aprovechaba para tomarme un respiro y un cafecito.El martes en mitad del reparto tuvo una indisposición, y en cada parada tenía que ir al baño, a las 7 de la tarde a mitad de reparto. Lo llevé a su casa y continué yo con el reparto.El último reparto. Toco al timbre:-Buenas tardes, servicio a domicilio.-Hola, hoy llegáis tarde, pasa.Subí el.