She wondered what happened in the house next door with James and those girls. She fantasized sometimes that she was one of those girls, that James wou...d take her inside the house and lead her up the stairs to his room. Lola knew what James room looked like because her bedroom window faced his and she would sometimes catch glimpses of him. It had a huge king sized bed with black silk and satin covers, the walls were bare of posters or photos just black and silver wallpaper and one dark wood. She turned and said nothing in reply. I was afraid at first that she didn't recognize me. After all, we had only spent a couple of nights together three years ago. I could see it in her eyes. She knew exactly who I was."Ceciline." She whispered so quietly that I almost didn't hear her."Hi Nicola."There was a few moments of silence. Neither of us sure what to say to each other. I hadn't thought through what I had expected upon seeing her. I saw her glancing into my basket."I have a son." She. I can only assume he must have been extremely well off for her to be that attentive to him- he was nothing like the type of man she had always fancied before. Maybe he had a huge dick? Maybe he was another leading gangster like that fucking Karl bloke? I didn't know, I could only speculate.I heard all about her though. The ship's grapevine was full of staff complaining about the rude and arrogant couple who had tried to insist on eating at the Captain's table every night and never tipped any of. He said to relax, while he continued to explore my soft mouth with his lips and tongue; he sent trickles of wet juices down my throat; his saliva down all around my mouth, which I began to swallow, felt strange, but I began to like it, his mouth tasted a little bit like tobacco.He kissed me, deeper and more forcefully as the moments passed, and kept his manly kissing going over and over, while he instructed me what to do next, that I too try do the same, open my mouth wide, and now it was my.