"Not much" she grinned ruefully, "I've got a half bottle of vodka, a box of chocolates and the TV guide, that'll do for me on Christmas day" What abou... your Christmas dinner?" I've got a whole turkey leg" she laughed, "I'll be full up when I've eaten it so I'll probably watch the TV in bed after I've eaten"I was horrified, she couldn't be serious!"What about your family?" I haven't got one John, I was reared in an orphanage until I was sixteen, then I was given a flat, a little bit of money and. Large enough for eight people. I could see a doorway leading off to what I assumed was the kitchen. As it was getting too late for any detailed inspection, I carried all of my gear into the cabin and secured the door. I set a fire in the fireplace and started cooking dinner.After dinner, as I was cleaning my tack, I considered the situation. It was apparent that Jake could not have built this place on his own. I don’t think that a full crew could get this place built in less than two years.. Captain Dillon at least smiled when he came to attention.“Captain Charles Dillon, of Castor, at your service, Sir Thomas!”“A good evening, Captain Dillon,” Thomas replied. “It is good to finally meet you in the flesh.”Dillon nodded ruefully and looked around in the cabin before he answered in a low voice.“It’s like it is, Sir Thomas. At least we’ll have a chance to get acquainted tonight.”“So true, Captain. I hear the pipes again. That means that Banks or Gerard must have arrived.”Dillon looked. The horny wife pushed her chest out as her husband stared at her b-cup breasts. Her nipples were hard as thimbles and poked obscenely away from her body.Fred slowly lifted his glass of whiskey to his lips and sipped it as he stared at his hard bodied wife. She looked unbelievably sexy. She stood in front of him naked from the waist up. Her gray pants clung to her slender hips with a thin black belt. Her high heeled shoes clicked loudly on their tiled floor.Katie thought for a moment about.