.." she now added confusing me even further. "But ... you'll want to, and eventually, you'll tell her that. Just don't lie to me about it when you do....I couldn't handle it, knowing that." Cynthia drew me inside her mouth fully, now sucking me hard, causing me to lose all train of thought. I didn't have a better answer for her than the one I'd already given her anyway. But I also knew as she now drew me closer and closer towards orgasm again, that Monday and Tuesday were apt to be very trying. Oh how I loved the feeling of that fabric against my cheeks and my lips when I sucked my thumb going to sleep. Often it founds it way to my lap as well as I massaged my "parts" than orgasm or two. I loved to inhale the aroma in the morning that my dried cum left on it at night. I was up like a shot when the alarm sounded and I hit the bathroom to wash up and apply a splash of baby powder before slipping into my attire for the day. Full girlie stuff underneath. I was pumped. In my room with only. What they all had in common was they had to have the financial assets to pay top price for a 10-15 day trip with only 12-15 passengers.One year I needed a crew member immediately and one was hired in Seattle one morning, and that afternoon he was landing in Juneau where I picked him up.Louie was his name, and he was in his early 20's, very slight in build, gentle in nature and with delicate, slightly feminine features. One day while all of the passengers and most crew members were on the beach. "I know she does, Terry. On the beach for instance," Sheila said with awicked smile."How did you know that?" Terry gasped, his mind flashing back to theafternoon on the beach when Wendy had massaged his cock."Never mind, Terry, just enjoy yourself. Do I make you feel better,dear?" I don't know! I ... I'm still scared! I've never felt like thisbefore!" Terry gasped again as his mother's hand kneaded the muscle ofhis upper leg."Relax, darling, relax! We both want this, don't we?" Sheila smiled.