Priya went over to her compartment and brought a blindfold.Shreya got very excited about seeing this. Priya put the blindfold on Shreya and I was hold...ng her hands for comfort. They made her stand in between the two berths. She was holding me for support while I was playing with her nipples. Neha grabbed her from behind and kissed her neck.Priya was caressing her flat stomach. Neha grabbed Shreya’s boobs above her top and pinched her nipple very hard. Shreya moaned in pleasure and Neha was. Checking the draft.”“And that makes the two of you happy? Oh, gosh! When you pump OFF the water? You made us a hole! To crawl out of! Oh my darlings!”“You got it, Unk! We’ll be floating again tomorrow. Where are we going? Have you finished deciding yet? I might offer a suggestion.”“Strait of Malacca worries me. Taking a boat load of women I adore, through there, just makes me ill to even consider. It’s the only reasonable route to the Mu Koh Ang Thong archipelago in the Gulf of Thailand. I. Joyce looked at the caller ID. It was Mrs. Franklin. No way she couldn’t take this call. Mrs. Franklin was one of Joyce’s regulars from her other job—her second job. The job that provided the money that Joyce lived on. The money from her regular, full-time job all when to keeping Christina in college. ‘Hello, Mrs. Franklin,’ she said as she exited the apartment and started down the two flights of stairs to the parking lot. ‘And a Merry Christmas to you.’ ‘I don’t know what I’ll do, Joyce. I. I pulled up the school's website and clicked the "Staff" icon, sifting through the photos. I stopped when I found my chemistry teacher. "Kate Philips" it read. My heart pounded in my chest, this was too much of a coincidence. I needed one more piece of evidence to be sure. I opened my phone and typed a quick message."What is your last name?"I waited impatiently for an answer, fidgeting in my seat in a cold sweat."Philips. Why?"My jaw dropped. I looked up at my teacher. It was her, no doubt, who.