"There! See how fucking wet you got me?" And yeah, her panties were very wet, and oh my, they smelled like Heaven! I love the smell of a beautiful wom...n in heat!I slid my hands under her dress hem and squeezed that gorgeous bottom of hers, and she let out another growl. "Why the fuck do you wear long skirts?" she demanded. "You know I hate long skirts."Of course I knew she hated long skirts, and I knew why, but I couldn't resist teasing her. "You do? And why's that?" Because it's hard to get my. Cooking, cleaning, pleasing their men. All that garbage.” She made a face. “But it turned out, they were really robots. The husbands were replacing their wives. Are you a robot?”“I don’t think so,” I giggled. “I just like doing this. And so does my mom.”“She is such a Stepford wife,” agreed Sun. Then she smiled. “Though your dad is such a hunk. Mmm, I could be his Stepford wife, too.”I nodded my head. “I do have the hunkiest dad.”“Ooh, do you have a crush on him, too? It’s okay. It happens with. I started to move my feet back into a more comfortable pose until I heard him speak again, his voice reverberating in the room. “Don’t move Joanne!” I heard my voice call out from somewhere but in my dreamlike state I couldn’t tell where he was in the room. I didn’t even know where I was in the room! But then out of the blue my sense of smell was enlightened once again to the fragrance of a rose near to me. I felt the soft petals being gently drawn over my lips then down the front of my neck,. He could be trusted, counted on, and he never betrayed a friend. What the hell kind of a pirate was that? Perhaps it was those short comings, even more than circumstance, which had determined the brevity of his Buccaneering career with Morgan and Calico Jack."Click!" behind him, the sound of a pistol hammer being drawn back instantly ripped him away from his thoughts. Dropping to one knee, he simultaneously spun around while drawing his own pistol and readying it. In less than a heart beat he.