"Show us"the shaved head one commanded. I retrieved it from my handbag "see no lighter" I was all done with being smart now.He allowed me to demonstra...e "see when I inhale it's only steam, that comes out, they are fine with it in the pub, I don't see the problem " My plea went unanswered, but he was grinning, his co worker who was standing behind me had undone his fly and had got his cock out....stroking as I was unaware with every puff of steam.I was made aware by a slightly musky smell, I. "Sanchez turned to Mick, "Shorten up."At the bow, Connie engaged the anchor capstan. She played the high-pressure wash hose on the rode as it came aboard. Soon the chain was coming onboard and flaking in the anchor compartment."Up and down, Sir," she was wearing a 'talker, ' a sound powered headset and microphone. This one was a little more modern than the talker most Navies have used for the past sixty years."Up and down," repeated Mick to Sanchez, the Chief repeated it to the Captain."Very. Hum andher gaye tho udhari mile.Andher saman vagara shelf me lega rahe dhe.Mem aur husbend basket leke saman lene ko chale.Husbend bola ki thum saman lelo.Mem jake liqure ki bill katke aatha hum.Mene unse basket li aur sardar khade dhe ustharaf gayi.Udhar rack me sabun lay out kar rahe dhe wo.Dono side me rack dhe.Aur beech me jaga kam dhe.Mem sardar ka bagal me khadi hoke saman lene ki bahana se neeche ki tharf jhuk gayi.Ab meri gand usko dhikhay dhiya hoga.Mem seedhi hoke uske samne khadi. I had tripped over her long trailing medieval dress, I was wearing light armour at the time, but still acted like a rolled tortoise on my back. She looked at me and smiled. It was twilight at this time and the early night had consisted of a lot of mead drinking. She bent over to help drag me up. Her long flowing aurban her lightly brushed my face and her essence although a weekend unwashed affected my deeply. Maybe it was the mead but that brief moment left me utterly intoxicated. And.