I'd looked myself overlast night, at least a little bit, but I'd still been too much inshock to do more than give myself a brief examination."Don't fr...ak out," I told myself. "You're alive. Remember that.This is a lot better than being dead."With that in mind, I made my way to the bathroom where I sat down onthe toilet to do my business. I'd already experienced the novelty ofrelieving myself with my new equipment last night. It was different,but not worth making a big deal over. At least,. The only time I damn near got sea sick was sitting in an Army UH-1H, shut down, on the deck of a ship. It hit us all at the same instant. As soon as we got out and stood on the deck, we were fine. So here we are, flying out over the ocean, trying to find a very small boat in a very big and rough ocean. I recall that the destroyer had intermittent radio contact with the launch but for whatever reason, we did not. The destroyer was steaming toward shore to recover their imperiled sailors but with. I stared at the name of the supermarket on the bag. The sight of Helen caressing her chest just before I had walked away replayed in my head. She was a very beautiful girl, but she was just a girl. I pushed this back out of my head. I left my office for a meeting on an upcoming project in which I wanted to be involved. I was filling in for my boss who was on vacation. Everyone arrived for the meeting and we conferenced in several people from other locations. The project manger talked about. "I got so turned on watching you get fucked. I came twice without any contact." He replied he was getting hard just thinking about it. "I'm still leaking cum from my cunt and asshole. " she put her hand under her minidress and put her cum covered fingers in her mouth. Roger watched with envy. "Wanna taste?" She stuck two fingers by her asshole and squeezed cum out on her hand."Open your mouth Roger" he did as she wished and poked out his tongue. She roughly pushed the two fingers in his open.