Specialist Golovko tapped lightly on the door of the officer's mess. There was no reply, so he tapped again. "Madam?" he called."Just a minute, huh? I...m not decent... ok, come in, now."Golovko opened the door and marched in. The girl was just buttoning up a shirt that was two sizes too big. Her brown hair was loose and hung long down her back. Golovko was surprised how young and pretty she looked. But then, all girls looked pretty after so long at sea."Madam?" Golovko said, "I'm Specialist. It wasn’t long before the door opened and a burly man appeared to answer the late night visitor.“Good evening Burt, excuse me for knocking on your door at this ungodly hour, but it’s getting dark and I saw your window shutters aren’t bolted shut. We wouldn’t want little Jenny get caught tonight, would we?”“No, we don’t, we don’t want that to happen. I’ll close them right away, thank you sir.” The smith muttered.“How’s junior doing, is he shooting yet?”“I wish, but sadly no, he’s not shooting. Seemingly of its own volition her right hand slipped down to her crotch and gently tickled her pussy through her shorts as she remembered yesterday's events.Fran jumped when she heard the car starting, and guiltily pulled her hand away from her crotch. She opened her bedroom door and looked up and down the hallway to make sure she would not be observed. When she got to the stairs she leaned over the railing to make sure her brother was not around. Fran dashed silently down the stairs and headed. It's amazing how easy it is to get the best possible terms for your business when you offer your clients or customers a couple of hours with a pretty little sex slave in return. And some of the things that they do with her - I never imagined how kinky and perverted some of the people we deal with are!And so six months on, things couldn't be better. The board are very pleased with the way I've turned the company round over the last few months. I've had a raise, a bonus, some attractive share.