"I smiled as she left and went back to work. I had to not only list our cargo but create a three dee model of every hold to show how large the crates ...ere and where they were. Each crate that had been brought aboard had a number and I had to match those numbers to a location. I also had to begin sending out inquiries and look for a new cargo at the next port.I checked the time and went to the interior door into my quarters. Since I had to make checks of the crates power I knew something alive. Her back was straight and eyes down.“Come and finish your clearing” I said. She stepped in to the shower in one smooth motion. Not even caring she was still in the outfit. Exactly as she was told to. I was already wet so she picked up the soap and started washing me, head to toe. She was getting wet but didn’t seem to mind. She was focused on her task. Her soapy hands slid over me smoothly. She wrapped her fingers around my cock, working it clean looking up at me from her knees, she held her. " They are true. You went home last night." Abraham Easton, I trust you. I don't trust me. That's the problem." She sighed. Then, she gave herself a shake. "You can sit on the sofa or sit at the kitchen table while I start my meal preparations." Let's see. If I sit in here, the sofa sits pretty well. However, in the kitchen, I will be able to watch you, talk with you, and touch you as you work." I paused. "The kitchen, of course." Good choice."She took my hand and led me into the kitchen. I sat. “Rhodie, you got to tell me! I’ve been doing nothing but thinking about this special Christmas present you mentioned. I want to know all. What where when who how everything!” “Calm down Cin; if I tell you now it won’t be a surprise for Christmas. I can’t tell you everything, but I can say I’ll give you your gift before Christmas. Christmas is Tuesday; I think Saturday would be just about the right time.” Friday had arrived and Rhoda still hadn’t said another word about that special surprise in.