I respond with @#%#$&$. You begin to smile and open the door. You see the color of my shirt and you know its me. (not taking too many risk) Then yo... let me all the way in. Mmmm, sooo beautiful. I gently push you up against the door as we lock it. Slowly kissing your neck. I feel you bite mine and I know its time to step it up. I pick you up and take you to the bed. Placing you on it so you’re sitting up, pushing you backwards and kneeling between your creamy soft thighs. I slowly. "I can?t take all the credit; it was really Alex?s idea," admitted Jess.They ordered their meals and settled down happily,y really enjoyingtheir time together. When they finally pushed back their plates Jessturned to Alex, who nodded in return."Well Mum it?s present time," she said and slid two small gift wrappedboxes across the table. "These are from Alex and me; we hope you likethem."Sue opened them slowly relishing the moment."Wow, it?s beautiful," she said as she pulled out a silver. My first West-Pac was very early in my stint and the following tale is about my first real port overseas.I was pretty young, having just turned 18yrs a few months earlier. I was still a country boy from Oklahoma, and had never been much of anywhere. Girls in Cali were NOT interested in a squid from nowhere, and getting laid was nigh on impossible.We sailed one morning and went west. A week later we were in Pearl Harbor, Hawaii! That was very cool, being a history buff and all. A few days. "Kelly, come here,” she said. As I approached her, she put her hands behind my neck and unlocked my collar! I was shocked, while my tears now were flowing freely down my cheeks. I tried in vain to stop my sobbing. "So Mistress doesn't want her slave anymore?" "Kelly, stop. I can't be your Mistress anymore!" I asked her why and said that if I couldn’t be hers then I didn’t want to be the slave of anyone else. By now I was really sobbing as I told her that I loved her more than everything.