"You are fucking hot," I told her, my cock hard with my lust.She blushed. "Thank you." You're going to be my sex slave," I ordered her. "And my fiance..., Mary's slave. You will do whatever filthy, depraved things we tell you to."She nodded."You'll have a very important job," I further told her. "You will need to use your contacts to alert me of any issues, like reports of naked joggers, or anything about Mark Glassner or Mary Sullivan. Or anything strange that happens in the area." Yes, sir,". ‘Okay, but we have to see you, or it isn’t fair,’ William said. I looked at Maria and we both nodded. Two minutes later we were staring at 7 cocks, I was amazed by the difference in them. Some of the boys glanced at each other’s. ‘Fuck, Colin you fag, stop looking at my dick,’ Derek snapped. Maria nudged me, which several of the boys noticed too. She put her hand up next to my ear and whispered to me. ‘Gina, look at William’s dick, it is fucking enormous.’ I looked at William Wood. The name. ‘Yes really, that is if you want to keep seeing me Dave’ Becky said. ‘I enjoy being with you so much. You’re incredibly funny and considerate, you made me the most wonderful dinner imaginable, and the sex was absolutely amazing.’ With that Becky’s hand moved to the prominent bulge that seemed to have been there non-stop for the last two days. Becky rubbed and squeezed my cock through the fabric, causing me to do some squirming of my own. ‘Time for our picnic!’ Becky announced most cheerfully,. One of his chopping blocks was hung on the bulkhead instead of on the galley counter-top, and he enjoyed throwing his kitchen knives and cleavers into it. The Captain liked to shoot skeet, but grinned and shrugged when I asked him if he had ever actually hit a skeet or not. He told me he had hit lots of clay pigeons, but seemed to not be able to hit any skeet at all.I asked Eliza what was important that she had wanted to tell me the night we had met- but she told me she couldn't remember what.