. now.' I knew I had to do as she said and without argument, so I began to take my clothes of being sure to make a show of the process for my Mistress...s entertainment.Putting a foot on the dressing stool I pulled up my jeans and unzipped my boot then pulled it off, repeating the process on the other boot. Turning away from her I slid my jeans down, pushing my bottom out and keeping my legs straight to look my best. I held still as I felt her hand caress my bottom, then a small slap signalled. Kitts Navy, to have the main mast pulled and a new weather station installed at the mast head ... that was indeed fun.Chief Sanchez disembarked and was collared by the Alphabet Soup, who wanted to know 'what the fuck' was going on with all the guns on a recreational sailboat.Someone hadn't read the fax or the printer had malfunctioned and missed a page explaining EXACTLY who thePenny people were and EXACTLY what was meant by SOVEREIGN TERRITORY, DIPLOMATIC IMMUNITY, CAPITAL SHIP, RELATIVE OF. Without warning, Julia shoved him. Eric toppled back, with a grunt, ontothe edge of the bed. He raised up on his elbows, her panties still in hismouth.Julia held out her hand. "Panties," she said.Eric took them from his mouth and placed them in her open hand, relievedto finally be rid of them, the stale aftertaste making him grimace. Shetossed the panties over her shoulder without a glance as she stood overher naked husband.Julia looked down at Eric with a sense of pity and contempt, her. Rachelle was pulled along and fell off the bed and onto the floor with a throaty groan. She struggled to get up, her hands clawing at the green carpet.Alexandra looked down at her. "I think I've killed you... Now I'm going to go kill someone else."They were hiding behind some bushes, by the water, no more than fifty yards from Dawn's house. Alexandra was holding her sword, Keshet and Gail had swords as well. Phoenix had an axe."I'm still not sure I like this plan," Keshet mumbled. "You don't.