However, we will deal with that problem when it arises.”I was in the cabin I shared with Lieutenant Hunter, writing a letter to Annette-- which I ho...ed to put on an England-bound ship at Cape Town - when I heard the lookout cry “Sail Ho!”Over the last weeks we had come across several ships, and apart from exchanging news as the vessels passed by, there was no information regarding Western Star, so I continued, unconcerned, with my letter.A few minutes later there came a knock on the cabin door. This guy had a super nice Limo, it had a big TV, lots of booze, and great seats. The Limo driver said his name was Mario, and then he poured us some Scotch and turned the TV on. On the TV he had a bisexual porn flick playing. It was basically an orgy; everyone was doing everyone. Mario poured us another Scotch and down it went. Then he handed me a bottle of poppers, so I did some. I have to say that stuff works fast. Fuck was I horny! Mario was a chunky guy and didn't unzip his pants. He must. Jenny and Rob shared a long, hot, passionate bath before the next furious fuck session. Rob was an a****l – hauling back on Jenny's arms while pile driving his cock into her willing doggy-position cunt. They fucked for hours – screaming, sweating, ravishing each other like teenagers on a first date.Rob's favourite position was on top of Jenny – Jenny lying face down on the bed, Rob performing press-ups – cock and cunt (or sometimes arse) the only point of contact. Jenny didn't care how she was. We'd always started the season on Labor Day, but that meant both working on a holiday and trying to draw an audience on a holiday. Delaying a week should have us in the heart of things. We'd launch the new Young Cooking with Chef Rees, Chick Chat and XX/XY. The Sunday weekly shows were pre-recorded and did not have a live audience, so they were already in production. Maggie, Jess, Joanne, and Amy were on the road the last week of August. They'd be back briefly for the weekend festivities and.