It was. I opened the door to the only toilet in there. I opened the top. And then I saw something I will never forget in my whole life: there was a hu...e brown piece of shit in there. In it was a little envelope with my name on it. I couldn’t belief it. It walked back off the door and breathed in and out three times. I needed a clear mind. Then I walked back in. it was still there. From that point I felt like in a strange movie. I felt myself reaching in the toilet and pulling the envelope out. That night Mom didn’t try to be quiet. She screamed out, “Oh God! Deeper! Fuck me harder!” at the top of her lungs. I knew that she was doing it for Dad’s benefit but it sure spurred me on. Stacey too! Mom thrashed and orgasmed until she fell asleep between Stacey and I.In the morning Stacey and I woke Mom up by sucking on her nipples. Mom put her arms around our necks and hugged us close. She thanked us both for last night and said that she really needed it. Then we took our morning walk to. “Mr. Darby, kindly release the men from stations and have the bulkheads raised again. The cook can start his fire again. I believe we can all stand something hot for breakfast.”“Yes, Sir. Do you think they got the message?”“I believe so. My father gave me the advice to be always polite, but to keep the matches burning. I shall be in my cabin writing a report of the encounter. Carry on, Mr. Darby!”They continued their cruise along the Barbary coast, with the next point of interest being Annaba,. But my options were limited severly so I pulled open the bottomdrawer of my dresser and pulled out a white tank top I hadn't worn for awhile. I knew it would fit as it stretched pretty good, but I also knewthat I would be sporting some major cleavage. I slipped into it pullingand adjusting it to cover as well as possible, until I looked at myselfin the mirror and sighed with resignation, watching as my breastsjiggling and bouncing come to a stop.The tank fit like a second skin conforming to.