I picked up the second khopesh from the bottom of the boat and was holding one in each hand.All I could think of to do was to slash at any bit of fles... outside the boat that I could reach. This was usually some part of the head of a hippo, although I suppose that I must have slashed at backs, too. Anyway, I did see a few sections of nose float away in the chaos of me flailing away at anything that I could reach.Meanwhile, Pharaoh Alquot managed to right himself and to pick up one of the spare. I smirked and slowly cupped her breast and she began struggling wildly. I ignored her attempts and took her nipples between my thumb and finger and began pinching and pulling at it making them painfully erect. I laughed and began slowly kissing her creamy white shoulders making her quiver. I slowly bit down on her neck and gave her a small hickie. She gasped at this and said a little louder"Please dad not this!" I smirked and began kissing her neck and whispered"Shut up you whore, do as I say. Beth was a cute eighteen-year-old with long blonde hair and blue eyes. And if I were twenty years younger, I would be interested in her. But if I read her expression correctly, she had a “thing” for me.“Beth. Try that problem.”“I’m tired of this stuff. Can we take a break?”“Sure.”Then she stood up, walked around the table, and put her arms around my neck. “I like you, Mr. Wilson. Can I kiss you?”“Beth! What’s gotten into you? I’m twice your age! Old enough to be your father!”“I don’t care. Just. Anyway it was sort of a juvenile look. She was still only 25 andit wouldn't be much longer that she could dress like this. For her topshe chose a purple t shirt with a low cut neckline. She wanted to showas much cleavage as was possible and this was the shirt to do it. Shewas already made up from earlier and so with everything in place alreadyshe headed out to meet the other girls. She was starting to appreciateanything which cut down on her preparation time. At the beginning.