I woke at 7am and wondered how Brett was feeling about what had transpired between us now that he'd had time to sleep on it. I got out of bed quietly,...so as not to wake my wife, and looked into the spare room and was surprised to find Brett's bed empty. I wandered out to the living room and saw him sitting in the sun on the veranda. He hadn't yet dressed and was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts. His eyes were closed and he looked so peaceful and happy.As I approached, Brett opened his eyes. Papa mere peeche-peeche aate hue mere kapdo ke upar se meri gand par cheeti kaat bole: Tumhare karan bolo tumhare karan mein phone nahi dekh paaya.Hum dono kitchen mein the ab, counter par jhola rakh mein mudkar boli: Achchaa ha-ha-ha jaise aapto kuch kiye hi nahi naughty papa mere!Papa: Ha-ha-ha! naughty?Main: Haan ekdam naughty. Waise maa kya boli?aPapa: Yahi ki Mishra aunty ke bacho ko Austrelia se aane mein abhi 2 din lagenge. To tumhari maa unke aane tak hospital mein hi unke liye. But more than that he liked getting away with it. Flaunting his schnozzola at the establishment.I didn’t report Hirsch to my employer, Envoy Assets. Not yet. Was he the answer? Or merely part of the answer? Or a stranger to the answer?I vaguely sensed, barely felt, someone behind Hirsch. Above him. Pulling strings. No shred of evidence yet, but it seemed to me that someone was testing the possibilities. The oddity of maritime law. The closed shipboard society once The Globe left port.Liz. Linda says Honey I have an idea. She is only out of shot for a couple of seconds and says I just want to try this, It's the same bottle as I spied her with the previuos week. This time when she tries to slip it in her pussy it slides in smoothly. Linda purrs thats better, She slides it in and out and I am keeping time with her. Now she leaves it in her pussy and concentrats on her clit like she had done before. She must be having an orgasm as the bottle gets pushed out, Linda stops it before it.