“Sorry I was late! Did you have to wait long?”Stacy, still trying to catch her breath from the pleasurefrom before, answered her.“Haa...haa...Do...'t worry about it, Julia. This guy herewas groping my tits while I waited, so I wasn't bored.”Julia, seemingly relieved, turned towards me andthanked me.“Oh, Is that so. Thank you very much for entertainingStacy while she had to wait for me. And sorry for taking upyour time.”This situation was almost too much for me. Not only didI grope a girl in. She had been sitting cross legged on the couch but when she saw the phone, she jumped into a standing position on it, leaped over the coffee table towards us, and was on the opposite side of the room in two steps. She slapped the phone from Stephen’s hand, launching it like a Hacky-Sack and crashing it into a wall. “Hey, what the he-” he began.“Get out. I don’t know if you didn’t think I would eject anyone or if you are just too fucking stupid to read, but I don’t care either way. Out.” The. Her childhood home is enormous. It could be called a mansion with an immaculate lawn, lush gardens and sturdy brick exterior. Rory loves this house. She pulls out her key and enters. Inside, the girl breathes in deeply, smelling home. The first thing she does is head up to her bathroom and shower. It makes her feel a little anxious washing dried cum off her legs. What did I do?Rory sighs as she emerges, completely fresh. She puts on a dress that she stopped wearing a little while back when her. I had fun too.”The door shut, leaving him in dimly lit quarters that was little more than a bed, a dresser, and a chamber pot. He slumped down on the bed. The blankets were rich and soft, but stained and the mattress felt like it was stuffed with straw. He had a sinking feeling, like something was wrong but he was too tired and too addled to put his finger on what. He’d think more clearly in the morning. Port space for the Kestrel was secured. The captain would be able to negotiate a price for.