On cue, kata came with a scream. Her arms gave way as she climaxed in a tremendous, squirting orgasm that made her see spots. “MASTER! OH, YES, YYEE...SS!!” she cried against the cool tile on which her cheek now rested. She lay dizzy and panting for a while, then rolled over to look up into Master’s face. He was now standing above her, His erection huge and throbbing with a bit of pre-cum dribbling out of the slit. He hadn’t come in her ass, but was reserving that privilege for her swollen,. Steve was on a machine right behind me curling what looked like all the weight the machine had to offer. I smiled and kept stretching, ‘showtime’ I thought to myself. The yoga instructor entered the room and began the class. We got in a variety of poses and I made sure to pop my ass out as much as I could, as slow as I could, as seductive as I could. I could see Steve every so often biting his lip, staring at me with hungry eyes, I knew those hungry eyes. . . . . . I didn’t know when . . . . .. SUNDAY MORNING 7 DECEMBER 1941 – PEARL HARBOR, HAWAIIIt was a slow and sleepy Sunday morning as the sun rose over the peaceful waters of the Pacific Ocean surrounding the beautiful diamonds that were the islands of Hawaii. They sparkled with the morning dew still lingering from the changing temperatures of the tropical paradise.The ships of the American Pacific fleet rested on their anchors in the waters of Pearl Harbor adjacent to the large naval support base that supplied the fleet and kept. It was only a couple minutes later that they were back under the deck with the dirt and spider webs, looking at the painted over window."Well, it looks like whoever painted the wall down here did a really good job," Freddie observed. "It looks like they musta put three or four coats on it." I can tell you that Mom and Dad didn't do it," Jerry said, "I've seen pictures of the house when they bought it, and this dark brown is the color it was when then. I remember it was brown when Dad painted.