The Captain wanted little help getting dressed and after returning to our trays to the mess and our dirty laundry from yesterday to the laundry room, ... returned to the Captain's office.'Daily inspection', she told me and gave me a nearly-new notebook and pen. 'You are to write what I tell you to write in there under today's date'The Captain rang a deafening bell for 20 seconds outside her office, that I had not noticed before and within ninety seconds, the main deck started filling up with all. Shaq immediately activated the central door lock. He hadn't even pulled his arm back when Anna was all over his body with her hands, driven by an inextinguishable lust."My Goooooood, you're so... so strong!!! They feel almost like steel! Let me TOUCH them!"She eagerly traced the contours of his massive shoulders, squeezed his biceps and encouraged him to puff them up."Like I said... Hercules, man. Hercules!"She put her hands behind his head and tried to pull, only to find out that it was steady. He briefly considered the box of tissues on the nightstand next to the bed, but it was just too weird. Giving up, he turned on the light and flipped back the covers to swing his legs out of the bed. The clock turned over to one in the morning as he glanced at it. He muttered, “Fuck,” knowing that his mother would rouse him early for day one at the Magic Kingdom. When he grabbed a bottle of water out of the mini fridge, it sparked a memory. One of the machines in the concession area had some. After about another ten strokes I stopped again, breathing hard. Jasmine had stopped struggling and lay still, eyes closed tight, hands gripping the sides of the bale. ‘I wonder if I’m really getting through to you, Jasmine,’ I said. ‘Stand up.’ She stood, stiffly, slowly. Her hands massaged her punished backside and she turned her tear-stained face towards me. Her breasts seemed to strain even more against her t-shirt and I swear I could see the nipples almost poking through the cotton. ‘You.