" She went through thekitchen and out the back door, returning a few minutes later, emptyhanded. "Don't want you running away," she said with a laugh....I gave you a break last night," Becky continued. "But you're stillgoing to be punished for not getting my homework done on time." Yes Miss Becky," Tom replied with lowered eyes."You're going to get a spanking."Oh Jeez! Spanked? By a thirteen year old girl? Christ! Tom felt hispenis twitch at the thought."It's either that or I will share those. Arriving in the port city Captain Smyth arranged lodging for the evening. Margaret didn't know it but it would be the last night she would ever spend in England.Just after sunrise the Captain escorted Margaret to a pier. The Empress of India, a passenger ship, was sailing for New York City in America on the morning tide. He gave his daughter her ticket for steerage and a large leather wallet that contained Margaret's birth certificate and his sister in law's name and address. In the wallet. I help him tug off his shirt, exposing his bare chest for me, the moon light bouncing off his skin perfect. He does the same for me, removing my bra. The air is warm, the breeze a little cool. My nipples perk hard, aching for his warm touch. He wraps his mouth around one. The warmth mixed with the cool air mixes perfectly. The tip of his tongue runs over my tight rose, puckering hard for him. My skirt is hiked up higher; I reach down and play with his belt. I hear it come undone. He frees. Our first love-making session had been the first night. Her bed hadn’t been delivered so we found ourselves in mine. I knew she was gay. She’d never been pushy, and I’d felt a bit hurt that she hadn’t made a move on me. All that changed that first night. Too much wine led to flirting and that led to amazing sex. Although we both saw other people regularly we still enjoyed each other from time to time. Lucy’s legs moved to open further as my fingers brushed against her outer lips, and my tongue.