How soon will I know?”Quentin’s face hardened. “Don’t ask me stupid questions, girl,” he snapped. “In fact, I withdraw permission for you ...o ask any more questions. You will learn whether you stay on this ship or come with me when I decide you will learn. Is that understood?”“Y-Yes... Master,” whispered Julia abjectly. Yet there was a minuscule of hope in her heart. Incredible as it may seem, she now considered it preferable to serve Quentin Osman (and his future wife) than to stay on the. She slipped ahand under her short skirt and rubbed her pussy through her moistsatin panty crotch as she watched Fred and Sheila.Sheila was reaching the pinnacle of her orgasm as she came for theexpert tongue raping her virginal slit. She whimpered and wiggled asshe came. Fred had her clit in his mouth as he sucked and licked itwith his talented tongue. He knew that even in her druggedcondition, that the young blonde would remember what he had done toher for the rest of her life.As Sheila came. I am new on these social networking sites… didn’t know that I am not supposed to put my real picture”Her: “Ok… so what do we do now?”Me: “You tell me, where you want to go” Her: “I am tired… I wish I could just lie down somewhere”Me: “Do you know such a place? I can only take you to my home where you can sleep at a stretch”Her: “Ha ha… smart… vase I don’t mind… it will be quite also and we can talk easily”Me: “Sure… but let me warn you that there is nothing at home… I mean its a bachelors’. We walk up to the front door, holding hands, only letting go so I can open the door. ‘I love your place, it feels quite homey’ say says, as she looks around the lounge. ‘Yeah, Ryan and I are so in sync with each other that we know what the other is like’ I reply, walking towards the bar, throwing my jacket onto a chair at the table. ‘Would you like a drink, m’lady?’ I ask her and wink. She giggles at my antics. ‘Sure, how about a vodka and raspberry?’ she says, leaning on the side of the bar. I.