He was easily six-foot-six, and two hundred pound, lean and fit. I questioned why a man looking like that would need to get with an anonymous cocksuc...er. He walked past me, smiled at the clerk, who quickly refunded $50 to him. She saw me looking, “Don’t worry, hon, our girl always cleans up between visits”, she smiled. “She should be ready if you want to go on back”. I didn’t know exactly what to expect when I went in the back room. I stepped in, and locked the door behind me. The room. Bert nodded and moved around to the designated seat, he didn't rush, taking the time to look at those sat around the table. The Captain and First Officer he'd already met and whilst he hadn't really rated them, he didn't have anything against them either. His perusal of the ship's manning list earlier enabled him to identify the others at the table.Terry Webb was the ship's engineer and sitting next to her was Julie Simpson, the deck officer. Opposite that pair was Gerry Stevens, the ship's. So, get stripped off and put on your hood and report back here. And get a move on. Mistress doesn't like her clients to be kept waiting."George didn't need any further encouragement, if Mistress Erica was going to be involved. He started to strip off. Deanna watched him with undisguised distaste. "You've put on some weight, haven't you?" she said as he dropped his trousers."Err, I'm not sure Mistress," George replied. He wasn't sure if her remarks were simply the prelude to another verbal. The second he had left Sally had started to prepare for his arrival, funny enough she had not really been hungry but she did needed a reason to get him out of the hotel room for a while so she could prepare herself for him. The outfit she was wearing was one she had carefully picked out, spending weeks on the internet finding the perfect combination that she knew James would love. The plan was always to make their weekend away in the hotel room a dirty weekend. Even though they had spent every.