He had my nipples extremely hard. He was well on his way to making me completely Horny. Finally we were at his place. OK Danny your home I will see yo... later. He said he needed help getting in the house,and unlocking the door. It should have hit me then. Cause he quickly got his keys out of his pocket and easily handed them to me,then half ass hung on to me going up 4 steps to the porch,his hands wee all over me acting like he could hardly walk. In the house he sat down telling me to put his. "What brings you on this cruise?" I asked her."I'm celebrating," she replied. "I just finished my MBA from Harvard Business School. This cruise is my reward." Congratulations." What about you?" This is a working trip for me. I'm a photographer, and my assignment is to document the island lifestyle." I'm going to get something from the bar," she said. "Want anything?" A beer maybe."She returned and handed me a bottle of Heineken. "It appears," I remarked, "that you and I are the only passengers. "Grams? Is that you? Where have you been? You haven't even started our dinner." "Police, ma'am." A young woman came into view walking towards me from the kitchen. Caucasian, early twenties, 5' 4", slender build, pretty in a girl-next-door way. Shoulder length red hair and gray eyes. "Miss, do you know a Ida Knowles?" "Yes, she's my grandmother. Oh, God. Grams... Is she Ok?" This was the part of the job I hated most. "May we come in, Miss..." "Olivia Knowles." She cried of course. But then. I just want to go home.”Stoner looked at me a minute and said: “Queenie, you can go when all of us have had a taste of that cunt.”I began to cry almost uncontrollably, until the black girl came over and put her arms around me. ‘I’m Asante and we are not kidnapping you or going to hurt you, but you owe us all something, then D will take you back to where he found you or home, if you want.”Her touch and what she said was somewhat reassuring and I stopped crying and looked up at her. She brought.