My studio apartment was adequate for the needs of a single man. It had a fine little kitchenette where I could prepare meals. I had cooked all my life... That was no problem. But I did love the company of people. I could not stay there all of the time.I had found many nice little local diners and restaurants to eat out when it pleased me. And I enjoyed sharing the ambience with others. I ate out maybe 3 or 4 times a week. I was becoming known in some places by the waitstaff and the even the cooks. He strained at his bonds, wanting to reach out and hold it, feel its velvety firmness in his hands, to draw it between his lips. Arthur took hold of his penis and guided it in. At last, with a cry of pleasure, David closed his lips around it and began to suck. Arthur grabbed his head and began to move it back and forth. At the same time David felt a second finger join the first inside him, and the two fingers began to pump in and out. David sucked and licked the penis in his mouth and thrust. So with 4 days left before port, I went online and found a good place to stay and booked a room, and had a rental car with local tom-tom, waiting for me at the pier. As the ship prepared for port and the bunch of us who had planned extended shore leave stood waiting I noticed Lucy and Linda arm in arm like to old friends waiting for a night on the town. I was just the man for that mission I thought to myself, keeping a distance from them while still on board. As soon as we set foot on the pier. “Let’s go to our dorms and collect our things. Mum’s meeting us on the main drive in fifteen minutes to take us home. I’ll see you there.” Emma turned and walked away. Lottie smiled. The summer was going to be such fun. Charlotte Harrington was eighteen, and was in the final year at her exclusive all girls’ boarding school. When she was not at school she lived with her father, who adored her, and spoilt her, she was his princess, and they looked out for each other since Lottie’s mother had.