When I got back to my room I was put back in bed and anurse gave me some iced water to drink, or it would be truer to say itwas dripped down my throat...as it was quite painful to swallow, for thefirst couple of days I was to be fed intravenously, again to minimiseswallowing, however as I was breathing through my mouth my throat wasreally dry, the reason for breathing like this was that my nose waspacked to help internal healing.The surgeon arrived and told me that everything had gone well and he. The first officer, with the name of Santos, was an unimpressive looking man with dark skin and darker eyes and a completely hairless lip and chin. The tattoo on his hand while technically put of regulation is a common place on sailors from the new nations. It was a simple butterfly with no color and somehow looked menacing. This man was from what used to be mexico if memory served. ‘Why did you call me down here, you could have handled this on your own.’ Handon asked, with genuine curiosity. He. "Why don't you take your pants off first, and then I'll tell you," Chris suggested.And I did just that, while he was taking his own pants off at the same time.We both sat back down on our bare butts on that hard wooden floor, facing each other. And then Chris said, "What would you say, if I told you that I wanted us to suck each other's dicks right now." That's no surprise! I mean, that's why we came out here, isn't it?" Okay, so here's the 'surprise' part. I want us to suck each other's dicks. Mother superior was in her cell when Sarah went to visit her. She was a tall woman with blonde hair and still with a gorgeous body for her age. Her name was Gawinn and she was the last daughter of a Norwegian noble family and as a long tradition the last son had to take vows and serve the Holy Church. And so she did. Sarah was surprised not to see her properly dressed at that time. Gawinn told Sarah that she had a little migraine that morning so she decided not to take part in the day.