I slipped out of my robe andremoved my knickers. The new garment proved to be very difficult to pullup my legs as it was extremely tight fitting. Mary...explained that it wasa gaff and its purpose was to hold my manhood tucked back between mylegs, thereby giving me the appearance of a smooth, feminine front.Eventually I managed to wriggle everything into place, but it was quiteuncomfortable. Mary assured me I would get used to it. She next wrapped awaist-corset around me and proceeded to lace it. Speaking of mouths, my prick, being a hundred percent male, was humming with happiness and had abandoned its previous plan, happy to be licked and sucked again. But I was pretty sure I had a chance to get him a lot more experience than that, and I desperately wanted that experience. I barely got her off of him before disaster struck. Which was also funny, because prior to that morning it would have been anything but disaster for him to spurt in her mouth.She ran to the bedroom, taking the bowl. She'd probably hate any pair of panties she'd worn. Reprieved, her panties thanked her profusely."Maggie? Are you coming down?" Yes, Mom!" she called. Unbuckling her jeans, she slid them and her panties down to her ankles and sat down to go pee. While she did, she considered the afternoon's frightening events, the mysterious cardboard box, the way they had teleported upstairs to Janet's bedroom. More than anything else, she was disturbed by the seeming ignorance of her two friends. Not that she. “Can you get me maybe an hour with the captain?” she asked them, “and then maybe some time with the sailing master or whatever they call it?”When Hoag appeared, she asked him to promenade her around the ship while she pumped him for information. She used that to establish a visible legitimacy for her presence even though she was not on the passenger list. After all, who was going to question someone so visibly connected to the ship’s captain?She learned that Captain Hoag was a graduate of the.