The man clapped one large handover my mouth, and, pressed together as we were, I could feel his otherhand reach into his pocket and pull something out... He dragged somethingcool and smooth across my neck, over my jaw, up to my cheek. I could justsee the metal in peripheral vision."It would be best for you," He whispered into my ear, "To be very quiet. Idon't want to hurt you, but I am willing to do so if it becomes necessary"He dragged the knife from my cheek, and started moving over my. It is a couple of hours later when I hear him come in the door. The food has been in the refrigerator for a while. I am lying in bed naked. I can hear him rummaging around. He gets a beer out of the fridge and starts drinking it, watching TV. I start masturbating again, rubbing my pussy, stroking myself until my cunt is starting to get engorged.He starts to go toward the bathroom to take a shower but I stop him before he gets the chance.“Let’s make love,” I say. “I’m really tired,” he says.I. I spent all day running through everything with the captain and crew, double and triple checked it all it was ready. Ms. OOZER made her appearance about 2hrs before the guests started arriving. I walked her around the deck showing off the refinements in entertainment and services - boggled most of the time how her tiny feet looked in her mostly see-through shoes. She knew i liked them, and she knew she came early for a reason. As we made our way below deck, down the state room hallway she. ?It was mom?s idea.? Trish practiced a few dance steps in her stocking feet and then reluctantly put on her heels when she heard Philips car horn from the driveway. She hurried downstairs, stopping just a minute at the wall mirror to make sure her hair and face looked just right. Inside her body, Roger couldn?t believe how much she had changed in the short time since her transformation. At the pier things didn?t go quite as she thought. Trish had hoped to save her feet the pain of dancing by.