I had an ‘oh-fuck’ moment as they passed out of sight, regretting a possible missed opportunity with ‘Biker Boy.’ Passing the entrance to the...toilets I stood a little further on, and looked at the ocean. To my delight they exited the toilets a few minutes later. ‘Nondescript,’ looked a little miffed as he walked off in the opposite direction. Biker Boy, however, took up station about ten metres from me, apparently also interested in looking out to sea. After a few occasional glances, I decided. "Go on," he answered gently."I used to enjoy making love with him so much. It was everything: tender, loving, generous, passionate. Now I can hardly bear it. During my fertile period each month anyone would think I was a bitch on heat. Three times a bloody day and it's not making love. It's plain bloody rutting. First thing in the morning with two pillows under my bum so that his non-existent sperms can travel downhill. Same again at night. Maybe once in the middle of the night. Then he comes. ‘Sir, have you ever hanged a woman for piracy?’ ‘No, by the grace of God, no.’ ‘But there was always that risk, wasn’t there? Before this.’ She raised the hand with the pardon while watching his eyes widen and his face drain of color. It was the time she saw any emotion on his face up close and it was a look of a man imagining his worst nightmare. Interesting. ‘Ahoy, Captain!’ A woman’s voice came from beyond the bow, to which Frakes ran and looked over. Four women, dressed in varying levels of. You can act as if the only two people in the room are you and me, and you’re doing this because I told you that you are beautiful, especially when you come. I think you’ll actually find it a great experience, and I think your orgasm will be very strong because of your surroundings, and the nature of the situation.”“You have much more faith in me than I do, Mistress.”“Personally, I think what you did at the dominants party took one hell of a lot more guts than this. You allowed a dominant master.