"Excuse me sir, would you like a drink?" Stephen was pulled out of his Nostalgic fog by the same Steward from before. "What...oh, just a water please.... "Ok then." he said handing him a small bottle of Polar Spring."Hey that woman, the Red Head can you tell me her name?" "I'm sorry sir, no can do." "Please I know her...at least I think I do. Can you at least tell me if her name is Erin Connelly?" The Steward looked at Stephen sidewsays, a weiry grimace plastered on his face. "Please I was crazy. "He sheepishly complied, then watched as I sat up and scooted over beside him."What I meant was... Shit, Eric. You know how bad this is? I'm responsible for you. And if I had let you take your cherry on my dick, it wouldn't have been any different than me going over to one of the girl cabins and fucking one of them." But you didn't come to me... I came to you... I wanted to do it... " Doesn't matter. If I hadn't been so far gone from the drink, I would have never let it happen in the first. As I continue to devour you soaking wet pussy you keep slapping my cock telling me I'm a very naughty boy for teasing you for so long and that unless I do an amazing job of full filling all of your needs that you will never let me cum. This makes me lick you even harder and I start to bite your swollen clit feeling you squirm on my face as I suck hard on it, I feel you begin to orgasm your hot sweet juice start to flood over my face I feel like I will choke and start to gag you tell me not to. “Don’t even start. Neither of us is a fool, and we want to know our customer before we accept a proposition of this nature.”Tanaka interrupted, his voice just shy of snarling, “The mil for ‘operating costs’ is a rip-off, as you well know. Half the five million up front, and the other half after the bitch is dead, and that is final.”“I am only the contact. My instructions are a mil for operating costs up front and he will accept half the five mil at the same time, with the rest upon completion.