“Hi” said a quiet voice, “ my names Jack, I saw them bring you in the van with the others, I was brought here two years ago” I open my eyes an... lifted my head “Hi jack my names Tim, yes we were all taken from our hotel rooms by soldiers with guns and drugged somehow, how did they get you?” I asked Jack looked about mid to late twenties, a well toned tanned body, short blonde hair, green eyes, smooth hairless body not a single hair could I see anywhere other than on his head, his cock nestled. "I win."This must be serious." She had a smile that let me know it was part tease. "Have you taken him home to meet your parents?" I'm planning to do that on our 50th anniversary." Yeah, I guess you didn't get the way you were by accident." How was I?"Oops, she'd forgotten who she was talking to and momentarily lapsed into candor."Self-assured." Self-centered."Poised." Aloof."In control." Controlling."You shouldn't be an English major, Jen, you should be training for the diplomatic service. You. " Mummy, go on pleeeeeeeeeeease."She laughed and went to the cocktail bar to pour us both a drink."Vodka and coke isn't it?"I think I blushed a little bit, "You know it is, mummy."Handing me the glass, she sat down on a high stool at the bar and looked at me."You know Tabatha, you remind me so much of me when I was your age, it's frightening."At that moment I felt so close to her that I actually felt myself filling up with tears, but I needed to know the rest."Thank you mummy, I love you so. I'm here to make your time on this ship most enjoyable." Well, you seem somewhat overdressed for that." She giggled. "But if you would be willing to do my front perhaps we could work something out." And where is your husband? Where is the one who should be here taking care of his beautiful wife?"She snorted."He went on some on-shore, sight-seeing excursion. He'll be gone all afternoon." Stupid man," he said softly as he quickly removed his clothing.Gently he began to work the suntan oil into.