.. for lack of a better word. The hull was riding higher all the time as the crew worked the pumps. As the seawater went overboard, there was less res...stance. The missing rudder (it was hung from pintles and fell off when the boat capsized.) meant the hull had a tendency to zig-zag. Eventually, the drunken stagger made the turn into the harbor. The wharf was long enough to take both boats.Boatman had to supply lines and fenders for both hulls. EVERYTHING was simply gone from the rescued hull. But everyone here owed me their freedom since I could have easily taken over every single person there with either the drug or my telepathy. And besides, I had saved them from Gordon, a Cabal member. That made this an official Cabal matter, and not just some side deal with some of the members.The Inquisitor found that to be a justified reason, and while Melissa didn’t need one, I gave her a reason too. She had already altered the little girl she had befriended to follow in her footsteps and had. "We washed our hands talking about hiring an escort for him this weekend."I'm done with women for a while." he said through the noise of the hand dryer."I think I need a break." He looked tired. It was not like him at all to turn down a good time with a naughty girl."Okay then, maybe Allie will let you borrow one of her dildos, I'll ask her!" I said quickly and hurried off shouting Allie's name. He chased after until we both reached the car giggling like teenagers and out of breath.Allie smiled. Two days without your body. I’m going completely insane. I’m standing in the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror. My skin is flushed, my hair wild. I’m wearing white, nearly transparent boxers and nothing else. My cock is stirring, wishing desperately to be guided into your sweet, sweet pussy. That’s it, I give in, and I can’t wait! I travel to our room, where you lay quietly, sleeping. The morning sun making your skin glisten. You’re in a black bra and black panties, lace, barely.