" I stammered back, i couldn't keep my eyes of hers, deep and blue, they dragged me in like an ocean current."About this?" She leaned in and kissed me...tenderly on my cheek. I blushed a deep shade of red but held my nerve and lent back across to her retreating face and kissed her full on her luscious lips. Almost immediately our tongues intertwined and we were lost in ech other. If that moment had lasted a 1000 years i would have loved it. I rolled onto my back and she lay on top of me, kissing. "I made the boat out of some raw material I found on the island. The oars were whittled from gum tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm tree branches, and the sides and stern came from an Eucalyptus tree." But, where did you get the tools?" Oh, that was no problem," replied the woman. " On the south side of the island, a very unusual stratum of alluvial rock is exposed.I found that if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into ductile iron and I used that to make tools. "Who are you and what do you want?"His initial thought was that the girls were collecting for one of the many worthwhile charities that filled the welfare gap no longer bridged by taxation. Although Psychlone paid taxes, the only benefit he was aware of getting was military defence against the potential threat from the neighbouring Republics of Scotland and Wales."We're insurance collectors," said the older girl with a curiously mocking smile."Insurance collectors?" asked Psychlone. In an instant, you felt the sting of a flogger across your phat white ass."I repeat, do you understand, Bitch?" Yes Sir," you whimpered, biting your lip, you phat white ass stinging."You seem to learn quickly enough," I chuckled & held up a small black remote control."This controls the vibrator in your pussy. I'll be sitting in My chair across the room & using this to stimulate you to orgasm, which of course, you're not permitted to do without My say so. You can ask Miranda to help you hold.