"Forgive me, Mr Tredegar, for being a bit under-dressed but I still have to have my sore bits anointed."He smiled at Wendy who blushed.Mr Tredegar chu...kled. "Your fiancée besides being very pretty is clearly either a nurse or a physiotherapist."Wendy blushed again and Tim grinned. "Neither," he said, "but she's jolly good at it!" Tim!"Mr Tredegar laughed, reached into his pocket and then handed Tim his credit card."In the excitement the day before yesterday you left this behind," he. Sure enough there he was under his sheet showing his erection. He exclaimed, “Don’t you knock?” I told him I did once. I asked if he was having fun, he said he was but I ruined it. I doubted that as he was still hard.With that I pulled the sheet off him. There he was scrambling to cover himself up, more likely to cover the embarrassment of having a sock on his cock. I knew he was well hung but boy he certainly filled that sock out.I asked, “What is that for? Cock get Cold?” He stammered. Of course," I replied."Well? Right now, you look like a man in a dress. With a little work, you might look a lot more like a girl? Not generate so much notice while you're getting to your car ? or driving home?" Will it take long?" I whispered."Not at all dear," she said.She was absolutely correct. Less than ten minutes later she was escorting me to my car. From somewhere she'd produced a wig, laughingly stuffed some facial tissues into the front of my dress, than applied blusher, eyeshadow,. .Until she hit the reef. According to the GPS the reef shouldn't have been there, they were supposed to be in deep ocean about 500 miles out off the coast of California on their way to Hawaii, but there it was, plain for everyone to feel, a coral reef, and it had torn the hull of the ship to shreds. There was running, shouting, the crew trying to lower lifeboats into the storm tossed water and watching them be crushed against the ships side by the pounding surf. The Ragamuffin called out a.