“I have nowhere else to go.”The man looks me over. I must seem rather pathetic to him; I’ve never done hard labor, and my body shows it.Finally,...he smiles. “I could use the help, for sure. Can you milk a cow?”“I’ve never tried, but I’m willing to learn.”He nods and gestures for me to follow him.I resolve myself to begin this new life and to keep the memories of the king deep in my head. In a way, he would always be inside me.I hold that warmth close as I fall asleep that night in the barn loft,. He was definitely tall. Taller than me. Probably around six feet four inches to my six feet two inches. He had short brown hair that at this point was stuck to his head. He had bushy eyebrows that sat over deep set eyes. The shadow from his eyebrows only made his blue eyes seem more bright. He had a square jaw with a nice five o'clock shadow dusting his face. My eyes followed down Thomas's thick neck to his pecs. Again, his muscles weren't huge but he definitely paid attention to them. He. I couldn’t help myself, I was doing this for my husband I thought, now I was mesmerized and captivated by the beauty of this very dark black man who smelled like coconuts, and was shinny, and handsome, as my hand lying with him on the bed now gripped his thick hard long cock. I no longer had the mentality of what will he do to please me, but what can I do to please him, as I began to kiss his neck, then his chest, still squeezing his rock hard cock, moving to his dark shinny stomach as I licked. It took the guys most of the shift to get it fixed.They no sooner had the pump up and running again, when Lee had FID3 drive shut down. Terry and Little Bear found the issue in the fuel system was a kinked pipe, and the filter container was broken and needed replacing. They had to leave it for the new afternoon shift.Poor Abe got a crash course in the operations of the ship. Lee had him and Jim going through every control room and making sure every control card in the various PLCs were in.