Vic figured that to someone like Katherine, a young man such as himself knowing about the play ‘My Fair Lady’ would seem a bit strange, or at leas... not entirely heterosexual. However, Vic was lucky enough to live in a place where gender rolls where a bit more relaxed, and he had been able to savor much of the best of both worlds. Besides his friend Aimee Blanchard had been quite a cultured lady and had insisted that he would enjoy many of the things she did, if he gave them a chance. Which of. “I usually strip down to my boxers to avoid getting oil on my clothes, is that ok Mary?” I asked her as she lay there in a total state of relaxation. “That’s fine” she said cheerfully and I could see she was looking forward to her treat so I stripped down and stood at the bottom of the table looking up at her body, she had nice toned legs and a rounded bubble butt and I could see the hairy mound between her legs. I put some oil on my hands rubbing it in before running up and down Mary’s left. Nissie looked at Sam even more worried now, Sam took her brother's lead, stuffing even more hardware into another equipment bag. Mark stopped a moment when he saw Sam stuffing the bag, "What the hell are you doing Sam?" Mark said his attention fully on her now."I'm packing to go, I may only be a seventh year, my skills not as good as yours but I can help you more than you think," Sam said matter of factly."Sam you're a mother now you can't just pull up and go like that, you..." Mark. While the Customs inspectors were busy destroying the interior of the K5. Most of our clothes were out on the docks ... what hadn't been deliberately tossed in the harbor. The guns mounts had been pried from the deck and the guns themselves were destroyed. One man was getting ready to fell the mast so he could look inside the radar globe ... when the Admiral showed up wanting to speak to us.To say things got a little tense is an understatement.Now I know what the result of the shit and the fan.