He saw sailors spilling out from below and running to their posts. Most of them were bare chested, wearing only white or khaki shorts. On their heads ...ome were wearing straw coolie hats and some, their navy issue forage caps. Most had a length of white cotton material over the backs of their necks as protection from the sun's rays.The rising sun flag flapped fitfully in the breeze, it's bold rays radiating out from the red disk in the centre. Atop the sail was a small, white, vertical,. Told him I was busy, and we’ll meet up later. Once again I sat next to E. She was breathing harder, asked me if I talked to him, I confirmed and she told me that she wants to get him out of her head. That made me giggle, first thing that came into my mind was S telling me how she sucks cock… E saw that, asked me what’s so funny, and I told her that I think is funny how she suffers and my friend doesn’t give a fuck anymore. She did not appeared to be bothered, and I was intrigued how calm she. ”“Alright, you’re in charge,” he gave up and headed back into the kitchen.Piper made sure to get her phone on a charger before she got cleaned up and fed. She was grateful to have her parents trust, but as she washed the encrusted semen of her torso, she felt the pangs of guilt knowing that she didn’t deserve their trust. With food in her belly and two glasses of water, she felt human enough to start feeling even worse about last night. She’d cheated on Jake. Not just once, and not just a kiss. “It was a little bit rude of me to quiz you like that. You are Mr Wentworth, I assume? I’m delighted to meet you. Now, would you care for some tea?”~~~~~~~One of the many issues consequent on the discovery of time travel in the twenty-third century had been the large number of people who, not surprisingly, wished to travel back in time to meet their literary heroes. It quickly became necessary to control the numbers who wished to visit the more popular ones, as the writers soon became so busy.