I could-”“What else?” Taylor interrupted.“It doesn’t matter. It was just something unrelated.”“No, come on, Quinn. If we’re going to d... what we’re doing, it means you have to be completely honest with me, okay? No secrets.”I blinked. “Wait, what do you mean, no secrets? You told me yesterday not to talk to Morgan anymore, and when I asked why, you told me to just trust you on it.”“Yeah, but that’s different. I think I know what’s going on-”“Yeah, and you haven’t told me. Isn’t that keeping a. I took off my clothes and started theshower. As I pulled my hand back from the hot water knob after turningit on, I gasped and pulled back. My hands were different! They weresmaller, the fingers were slimmer, the nails were longer. The scar Ihad on the back of my right hand where my dog had bit me as a kid wasgone. I stood there in shock for several seconds, or minutes, I'mreally not sure."What the fuck..." Was all I could say after staring at them forhowever long I was standing there,. I was complete putty in his hands. Very slowly I noticed Dale paying more and more attention to my ass. And not really massaging it like he was before, more stroking and kneading it. Like the groping I experienced as a teenager. I was in no real state to object, since it felt nice, and he had been completely professional up to that point.A little more time passed and I felt Adam stroking between my cheeks as well. I felt more oil being poured, this time directly on my backside. As it slid down. As he spoke Gina’s features went from shocked wide eyes to a downright naughty smile, She had clearly understood his words as he spoke in English and loved the idea. Cherie didn’t bother to translate. Gina then nodded her agreement, and then she opened her mouth and her tongue mimed licking at the captain. She stood there flicking her tongue rapidly at him for a few seconds, still boldly holding his glaze. Then Gina turned and ran over to one of the other chefs, giggling and chattering loudly.