Small audience and live stream to our patrons. Strictly classical works,” I said.“Hmm. It will be nice to see you do something classical,” Betty...said. “Not that I object to the movie music, but Cindy is a flautist, not a rock star.”“A little of both now,” I said. “According to comments on our channel, our patrons are in love with her.” I looked at Cindy and took her hand. “So am I.”“It’s wonderful that you’ve grown close through your music,” Betty said. I swear she was goading me just to. Selby was her maiden name."Hi Ann, it's David." You left it for three days, David. My allure cannot be as irresistible as I thought." Oh it is, believe me. I have spent hours under a cold shower." Ugh. You must be all wrinkled like a prune." Oh I am, but at least it got rid of the hard-on." She was laughing."Well we shall have to see about that. Want some more dancing lessons?" Nice thought, but I have been going to ballroom dance classes every week for three years now." Have you? Well you must. The guy inside was just as good looking as I had hoped. He asked me if I wanted a ride. I did not dare to tell him that I wanted a ride, but onto a nice hard cock. The man smiled and he said he knew a place where we could have a talk in a more comfortable way. Then his naughty hands began exploring my body like they had known me for years. One hand wrapped around my back and down to my buttocks, then between her silky thighs. The other one stroked my hair, then my cheeks and finally it dipped. "All four quickly doffed their duds and, as the mosquitoes moved in to feast on the newly-exposed flesh, moved quickly through the nexus.Within four hours, Fleet Auxiliary Lieutenant Stanley Keeler and his harem were aboard the CSS Vasco da Gama, travelling at hyperspeed to Hesperus.Carruthers glanced across the Officers' Mess, looking for one officer in particular. The mess, an Art-Deco masterpiece of streamlined architecture gleaming with black and white, was notably below normal occupancy.