Dropping the oilskin coat, he watched the movements of gig and ship until the boat was lifted. Left foot on the lowest rung of the ladder and right ha...d clasping the rope were but one movement. Then his right foot was on the next rung, and he continued the climb carefully but with relief.There was something to be said for Navy ceremonial. Four boatswain's mates stood ready with their pipes when Anson stepped through the port and onto the impossibly wide upper deck. There was the flag captain,. "Kevin, I can't..." Yes, you can. Just focus on how we're going to be financially set for the rest of our lives and it won't be so bad." Kevin, I..." she started doubtfully."Look," he said in a low and impatient voice while pushing her out the door, "just go fuck the guy, okay. Give him some pussy for a while and we'll be rolling in dough."Dispirited and once again feeling debased, Denise walked reluctantly to the car and slid into the rear seat. Robert closed the door, walked to the driver's. Shortly they arose and went to the shower. It was large enough, thanks to Mr. Morris, to hold all four of them comfortably, without any real crowding, or, at least, any more than they wanted. The spray head was directly over the center of the shower, and gave a spray that was about the same as a spring shower. They all liked the water a little warm, and made the most of it. Annie was served first, with Bruce in her front, and Royce at the back, soaping her first, then Royce holding her up with. Their house is located out in the country; it’s an ‘A’ frame cabin tucked away from the road, with an Olympic size pool in the back. The nearest neighbor is a mile away. They have been swingers for years, and have many house parties. We’ve been to a few. However this time, it was just the three of us…two women and one man…..the fun was just beginning. The three of us email, chat, and talk via the phone, about everything from cooking to sex positions. Lately they have been trying to help me deal.