The detective was evidently inspired by the hope of obtaining the splendid reward which would be the prize of success, and awaited with a feverish imp...tience, easy to understand, the arrival of the steamer Mongolia."So you say, consul," asked he for the twentieth time, "that this steamer is never behind time?" No, Mr. Fix," replied the consul. "She was bespoken yesterday at Port Said, and the rest of the way is of no account to such a craft. I repeat that the Mongolia has been in advance of the. It was still way too early to leave. I was still a little tipsy from the wine when we casually wandered back into the party crowd. I could see my young marine friend telling his buddies how he had just got lucky. They were patting him on the back and grinning at me. I badly needed to clean myself and my dripping cunt after our hot session so I headed for the bathroom that was down the same hall. Im just about to pass the bedroom when I felt a strange mans hands on my shoulders. I was suddenly. She was a dancer, and she was quite good. She was studying with the world-class troupe in NYC that was only for the exceptionally talented. She was the latest in a series of dancers I had been involved with who were all deeply interested in bodies, and that ultimately led to sex of one kind or another. I knew Ellen had some terrible demons about sex, though. I knew about the leopard skin rug in the living room, and that its tail had to be hidden because it gave her nightmares; serious,. A pale skinned supervisor with a black bob and cherry lips walks over,"Yes?" she drawls.I point at the screen where I have typed, 'I really need to Pee Miss'"Very well, now sit still for me sissy," she says unhurriedly, and squatsdown beside me, and seems a little surprised as I stand up immediately,and begin to unplug the vibe before she has her keys out.She gives a deep sigh. "Why are you girls always leaving things till thelast minute?"I give a little squeal of frustration, fighting to keep.