After giving Carol a couple glasses of wine, they told us that they wanted her to be their sex slave again that evening. After giving me a questioning...look, and receiving an affirmative nod from me, she agreed. They told her to strip, and stay naked throughout dinner. Carol was embarrassed to be nude, while the rest of us were dressed, but she was also turned on by the attention -- every time any of us was near her, we would rub her tits, her ass, even slip a quick finger into her. By the end. Reasonable. He tried to laugh it off by saying he was just joking, but I shut him down immediately. “It’s not funny. It’s mean.” He caved! He started apologizing and promising to never say it again and really trying to suck up and kiss my ass. I was really tempted to let him off the hook, but I remembered Mom’s words - ’Men are dogs. They need to be hit with a rolled-up newspaper on occasion.’I didn’t let up until after school, when I relented enough to let him hold my hand. I had several more. "Hey Jack, Fred, glad you could make it. I'm sorry for the short notice, but its been a surprising day," Jack just grunts at me and Fred only looks in my direction briefly before turning his glare back to Jennifer. "I see you guys found the key. How long have you been here?" I ask. "We got here about 15 minutes ago," Bob replies. "We were beginning to think you was pulling a joke on us and was fixing to leave." "It's no joke guys. Jennifer here is the real thing, I can assure you of. A woman likes to keep a man dangling, likes to make him blow cold with fear and hot with anticipation. Let her have her moods, my dear brother. In the end, if it is to be, you shall have it your way."The day before their intended departure Ihon, together with the De Droom's ships cook, having formulated a plan together, took aboard the De Droom a good number of live chickens and other eatable items normally not seen aboard sailing vessels because of their tendency to spoil before they could be.