Where did you sleep? Aggie Weston's gothit." Aggie Weston's was a Sailors' Home, where sailors ashore couldalways get a cheap room."I got a girl, and ...tayed with her," bragged Martin. "I couldn't getback anyway because of the Guildhall fire ..." Well, you're back. And bloody lucky not to be hit. Not as lucky assome, though. Chalky White's been posted up to the Admiral's PassionWagon, lucky bleeder. The Hood. Well, fuck him. You are now the helmsmanwhen we get this shithole moving again."Martin. . we say that eventually it will come. With my experience I cannot say that I have ever seen someone that is in love, truly and wholeheartedly in love.I have seen my share of couples, and I don't doubt that there is such a thing as true love. But am I one of the lucky ones that gets to experience it? Or am I just a normal guy destined to have a normal and unsatisfying relationship?Who am I to want something as beautiful as love?Who am I to question the gods? Me I'm just Travis, I wish for many. Before he could even consider beinglate for another flight he was first shocked to the core, feeling the newfeminine outfit he found himself wearing. His typical male attire that hebragged about earlier was replaced with a very short and form fitting airhostess uniform! The dress was brighter than sky blue and the low-cut topwas showing his cold chest and falling just above perky little nipples.Smooth legs could be seen beneath white stockings and up to his kneesappeared to be entrapped in. I lowered one hand and headed for her pussy.When I found her love bud and felt it with my fingers she moaned with delight. I started playing with it and rubbing it gently arousing and trying to get her even wetter and hotter. I slowly tucked my middle finger deep in her pussy to realize how hot it was.She wanted me deep inside her. I moved the finger at slow speed and then my 2nd finger to started making its way in. It hurt her it was tight and getting hotter. She moaned, “Vinay. Slow. Please..