Arin was afraid. Something I hadn't known in him until that day.From my uneducated perspective then, it was ... wonderful. Suddenly He needed me! And ... was only too happy to give.I remember that there wasn't a lot of ceremony upon our arrival. The dragen was greeted with a curt efficiency more than an actual welcome. Not that I understood the difference.I was Hastily re-attired and Arin warned me to take no action without his direct order and to speak only when spoken to!The landing was .... She slows down her pumping into more of a slow rhythmic grind. Spencer still has to fight, especially against the silky wet feeling enfolding his sensitive erect flesh. He feels small spurts of cum escaping, but not enough for a full blown orgasm.Sam knows that he is holding back. Her muscles clamp down on him and she closes her eyes, moaning. With him wedged so deep within her, she can feel the micro spurts of his cum running slowly into her a little at a time. She continues to moan, filling. I thanked her for her offer, but realized that it was somethingthat I'd have to do alone. I reasoned that Sam would handle it better on afull stomach, at least I hoped he would and we made our way home."You two are back fast," said Mom upon our return."I just wanted to get Joan this new eyeliner," replied Aunt Mel holding upthe cover purchase. I went into the kitchen and began assembling a plate with food. "Meals onFeet," I announced as I made my way to the front door. Mom chuckled. AuntMel's. Nobody else affords the Skipper that respect. I was glad that nobody else overheard me. I’m not sure what they would have thought.Still, I noted that where I had previously seen only loathsome decadence, I could now see some other dimensions. There was a bit of a commanding aspect to him. Even so, I kept my distance. I didn’t trust him.Other facets of the my social situation aboard the yacht were also problematic. Because she considered me to have stolen Rafiq from her, Ivy would not.