“But, but ....... I don’t know what I’m expected to do,” he whimpered. She chuckled, a deep throaty noise that made the hairs stand up on the ...ack of his neck. “You don’t move, breathe, speak or anything else unless you have my permission. Now STAND STILL!” she screamed. Shocked, the man obeyed, shaking slightly. It sounded slightly like his girlfriend but with the soft cloth covering his head he could not be sure.He felt hands on his chest, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling the sleeves from. And she, Sasha, must be the first woman who ever saw and touched Emma naked. A thrill runs through her at this knowledge. She does so like Emma but will not take anything farther unless Emma asks her to.Emma gazes at Sasha as she waxes her legs, and then more so as she works on her underarms. Sasha is very pretty and young, probably only in her early thirties. Emma wonders what there is about her that arouses her when she sees her, and now from her touch.As Sasha rubs the lotion over Emma,. The kids came running out on deck in their wet gear. "Daddy ... the keel hit something." I know that," I said. "What is another question entirely."What ever it was we were scraping it ... still.Finally ... it stopped.Wendy and the kids went below to check the bilges..."No leaks! The bilge pump hasn't run in days." Maybe it's plugged?"While we were contemplating that possibility, off the starboard side there was a racket of doors slamming and whooshes like fast moving air. There was running on. We started talking as I pulled my knickers up she had split from her lover Elizabeth and was planning to move back to Devon in the new year she asked me about my relationship with Lynda and she commented how lovely we looked together but I had already forgotten her and was lusting after Mell once again.We didn't notice the time passing but were suddenly brought back to reality by a knocking on the door I opened the door and knew I was in trouble in a big way by the way Lynda was looking at us.