Thus it was that the Second Officer, Charles LeBoeuf had the ship under way before the Admiral woke. It was only the revving up of the engines as they...went to full ahead after clearing the harbour bar which woke him. Five minutes later he was on the bridge in full uniform."What's happening, Charles?" he demanded."We had orders to sail through the Canal and up the Adriatic to pick up Princess Elaheh who will be in Venice waiting for us," was the reply; Charles adding with pride, "I had us cast. Allie scooped up some twenty sheets of A4 from the out tray and dashed out, calling a thank you to Mrs Prudoe.Two minutes later Allie presented the sheets to the interview panel. “You cut that fine,” commented Sister Grace. “One picture would have been sufficient.” Sister Grace handed the spare copies to her colleagues.“Nice ass!” Remarked Kristen Jillinghoff, appreciatively.“Yes,” agreed Rachel Firbelow, “but perhaps a little pale. Do you think a little more color would improve things. Being together all the time. It was good. We both introduced to each other’s friends circle as friends. It was good,One weekend we had went to studio Bar in Orion mall. We both were pretty high. Had too much fun there. We got back to her. I was about to leave to home. She said better stay her it’s already late. So I got back. It was like fun. We started playing pillow fight. We both were jumping, running hitting each other all over the house. In a matter of second. She got too emotional. Hugged. As they held each other closely, Martin could feel her full breast pressing against his chest as Olivia could feel his swelling member press against her thigh. She reached under his jacket to pull it off his shoulders and let it drop the floor then began working on the buttons of his shirt. Martin fumbled with the tiny zipper on the back of her dress, his thick finders trying to grab the tiny metal fob. Once the buttons were undone, she ran her hands over his chest and pulled off his shirt..