”“I see that, Sir, and I’m shamed. I don’t drink much as a rule, Sir, and somehow, the drink got to me much stronger than I expected. I had a ...ight headache, too, when I reported to you, and I couldn’t think or talk straight.”Tony nodded. This was his decision. Malloy was not a ‘posted’ captain, not even a commander; he was a lieutenant in command of a Navy auxiliary. Nobody would even raise an eyebrow if he cashiered the man. Yet, what if it had been a momentary lapse? Perhaps, Dougherty. But like I said I still had someplace in the back of my mind that I missed out on something special. The dating, the courting, the chase, it was all missing. And yes, sex with different partners. On nights like this on trips sitting around a table with the girls I would hear of getting fucked or making love. The dancing and how some guys would compete for their attention. Some would tell stories how they targeted a guy and how they finally won him over and then after the conquest send him. The rape, the machine, the orgasms, had all taken their toll.The girls slept. I took a shower. What a fucking amazing journey this had been. As I let the warm water flow over my body, I contemplated the future. My original plan was to make the best of this farce, fuck Jeanne Aldridge, and then get the hell out of dodge. But now I was thinking; I want to come back, this island is amazing. But how, I'm not who they think I am. So what. All I need to do is keep playing the role of Mr. P.A. I'll. His cock slowly stiffened and pushed gently into the crack of Sally’s bum. He wondered what it would feel like if he got his cock into her arsehole. Would it be shitty ? Slippery ? or just tight?His thoughts moved to Sallys cunt. He had watched her cum and pee and crap. His penis pushed a little more and in her sleep Sally moaned a little. Behind him he could still feel Julies crisp cunt hair rubbing his own bottom. He pushed a little more and Sally unconsciously moved her arse out.