"Do you honey... you know, masturbate frequently?"I nodded, thankful for the dim light so that my embarrassment would not be too obvious on my burning...cheeks.She nodded knowingly, "Boys do it a lot at your age." I normally did it about twice a day - Gerald used to admit to about three to four times on average a day.The silence lengthened and we just looked at each other. I felt almost dizzy with power - this isn't right. I stood and took two strides before mom sat forwards and asked anxiously,. "Delively fol Mistel Alchel," he sang in a high pitched voice and a faux Chinese Accent.Jon turned around and doubled over, seeing his wife-to-be piggy-back riding his former Chief Engineer."What the heck is that all about," he managed between chuckles."Have you any idea how far it is to Engineering and back?" Erika mock-complained."You know, I could have asked them, too," Jon admonished softly, guessing what had brought Erika to Engineering. "Did any of the crew see you?" Don't worry. Except. Except Harry; Harry Banks was a retired vicar, small, with a fringe of grey hair round his bald head. Somehow, he fitted in the space left by Peter. He was quiet, and gentle, and wise; he would always come to us at the end of the service;"Pray for him with me, Dulcie."It was like that for a month. I lost weight until I was nearly as thin as when I first arrived at St. Jude's, but we managed. Even the evening service on Sunday; Jim and Wendy led the service, but the second week they suggested to. "Lauren." He croaked as his cock hardened in a rush. The girl at his feet moaned happily and began to suck harder on his now erect member."Yes, your best friend's step sister." Kris confirmed. "I promised to fulfill her Christmas Wish." Kris said happily as he stroked his white beard."Her Christmas Wish. What does that have to do with me." Jeremiah gasped as the girl continued to work his hard cock."Well, it has everything to do with you-damn that girl has an impressive technique." Kris.