Wreckage and bodies littered the water. Few of the bodies were whole and those that were, were horribly burned. Only splinters of wood remained of the...boat itself. Buoyant cargo floated at random, some of it burning, some not.But it was the utter silence that was so eerie, so horrifying. The small skiff lashed to the Irish Princess' Texas deck, close to the wheel house, was freed and lowered into the water. A group of roustabouts and two mates manned the skiff, rowing slowly through the. This one was straight, black, and hot enough to melt the roof of my mouth. Just what I needed after the night I'd just had. The call from Rod took me completely by surprise."Hampton, where are you?" And good morning to you too, boss. I'm on the 10 freeway headed east, why? Didn't you get my email?" Yeah, I got it, I figured you sent it from Bob's place, but then they brought up the night's logs and it said you were here all night." Researching some leads. Listen, Rod, not that I don't enjoy. Emmy resists and instead moves to rub his lower stomach through his t-shirt.“Emmy, please,” Donny begs her, taking her hand again to move inside his jeans. Again she pulls away to rub his stomach instead, this time at least under his t-shirt. Her fingers over his bare abdomen feel wonderful. Never has Emmy ever touched his flesh under his clothes before.He tries his luck and moves his hand up under her shirt to feel the softness of her belly for the first time. Emmy whimpers, some in the. "Then quite unexpectedly, she then took off her jeans and t-shirt to reveal sexy lingerie; the tightest and sexiest black lacey panties and bra that Tom had ever seen. She sat down on the cage crossed her legs."Wow" Tom said, the transformation making him lost for words."What'd you think?" Wow!" Glad you like it," Jessica purred."Who needs this stuff, let me out and let's do something much more interesting," he panted."Ummm.... no," she smiled.Tom started to struggle against his cuffs."Won't.