The odds of finding another like her were remote.That left girl-girls. I like girls, but the straight ones aren’t generally interested in having sex...with me, unless it’s late and they’re pretty drunk—which leads to awkward mornings when they wake up in a strange girl’s bed with pussy breath—and the gay ones aren’t generally all that understanding about my need to have a cock in my mouth to reach orgasm. Neither are the straight ones, come to think of it…So I was thinking my best bet was to find. In the bow portion of the lower deck was another stateroom with four three-quarter berths and a small head with a shower. Harry explained it was for children or additional crew.Next stop was the pilothouse and lounge. Harry took almost an hour to explain all the features."The yacht has stabilizers, and a bow thruster. To the port and starboard sides, are controls so the captain can see the side of the yacht when docking and operate her. There are two radar units, one long range and one short. "Were you able to complete all the upgrades that wouldn't draw undue attention?" I was at ninety nine percent. I find that the increase was quite refreshing." Sheila stated.I nodded as I took a seat, reaching in my pocket I grasped the data cube. Almost immediately I was flying through what appeared to be a light tunnel. Blinking, at least I think I blinked, I watched as Sheila appeared before me.Nodding to Sheila I looked around, "I want to make sure that you aren't in any danger. I don't want. I'd never done anything like that. Or even been around it. But he looked at me, smiled and said, "Guess you're not so sure about it huh?"I looked at him and said, "No. I'm all for it. Guess it's up to you."Goddamn if he didn't look at me, and finally say, "Only if you promise not to tell?"I looked at him, and I dunno why, but started getting horny, thinking about him stroking it. I finally answered, "Go for it."And fuck if he didn't look up at me, and point to the couch near where he was.