She had to get her mind off of this guy and his date. What the hell did she care if he fucked her right there at the bar, right? So why was Julie stil... looking over there? Why was she annoyed at the way the girl surreptitiously ran her hands along his legs? Did her hands actually just brush across his crotch? ‘I’ll be right back,’ Julie said to Gary. ‘I have to use the ladies room.’ She didn’t really, but she had to walk away for a second, collect her thoughts and get back to having dinner with. His attitudes and priorities had changed recently. He knew he couldn’t take his lovers home. His father would never approve. But he didn’t intend to leave them behind. Especially since he had found out that his lovely little Dye was carrying his child. He was equally amazed she carried Zan’s child as well.Essco looked at Dye, and she smiled that smile at him. He still couldn’t believe a woman as hot as her, loved him. She may be tiny, but by fuck, the lady rode like a demon, and she had lovely. He must have something on them all - that's for sure. I wonder what, exactly?" Do you believe his story about having left our own time behind, Doris?" asked Marcella."Well, as I just said, we never seem to meet any other ships, which is odd. But it does seem a pretty unlikely claim. What did they say to you when you were offered a place on the Merry Maid Adventure Cruise.?"Marcella smiled sadly. "Oh. Just that it would be a trip back to a time when hearty buccaneers sailed the Spanish Main,. The men looked unsettled despite their level of intoxication. I reassured them that it was fine and encouraged them to act like I wasn't there, and to keep talking to my wife. We continued to drink and the other men discussed my wife body as she smiled politely and did everything she could to press her breasts against the fabric. After a few more drinks she decided that the fabric was too constricting, so she preceded to remove her shirt. This is exactly what I was hoping for, for my wife to.