Getting stuck in rush hour traffic on the way over to my new penthouse gave me a chance to think. What was I going to do with my new life? I was twent...-five-years-old. I had a college degree and a fledgling career as a computer systems engineer, and a job I had just quit. I had no girlfriend, and in fact other than a few times when I had got lucky at college I had never really had a girlfriend. Definitely I had never had a permanent girlfriend. And now here I was worth millions!By the time I. I knew then he intended to use the whip and as soon as I got into position, he moved over in front of me and without hesitation sent a hard lash across my tits. I bucked a little at the pain and tried to get myself ready for more when a second lash went across my tit again. I braced myself as he now started to whip my tits and stomach. After a couple of minutes my tits and stomach were streaked red when he stopped and moved up a bit, grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me off the bed. "Did you. “The Tehran has sunk with the loss of over one hundred sailors, according to the Iranian media. Several Iranian boats picked up survivors just before she foundered and exploded in a fireball,” the Chief of Naval Operations said.“Do you know if it looked like they got everyone off before the explosion or were they still picking up sailors?” I asked.“The Iranian boats had withdrawn before the explosion,” he said.“Sounds like a planned event to me,” I said.“Our thoughts exactly. It was in the. I probably could have made Winter that night, if it had been necessary. But I learned a long time ago that rushing was the fastest way to get a person in trouble. Knowing how strong that calling to be with Brandy again was, I was already in enough trouble. No sense taking unnecessary chances now.I slept in the following morning. Maybe it was the gentle roll of the boat as the waves slowly rocked me. Maybe it was that delicious feeling of laziness that a lack of a schedule induces. Maybe it was.