"If you didn't have that metal thing between yourlegs I'd swear you were a girl."I didn't know what to say, I stuttered a little and said, "Th..thank ...ousir." Hourglass figure. Tits are nice, not big, but that's gunna change soonenough from what I hear, I love those nipple rings," he said. "You'recompletely smooth. How often do you shave?" Everyday sir," I said."That's gotta be a pain in the ass," he said."I've never had too much body hair to begin with," I said, "and since myfather has been. It was a simple butterfly with no color and somehow looked menacing. This man was from what used to be mexico if memory served. ‘Why did you call me down here, you could have handled this on your own.’ Handon asked, with genuine curiosity. He may not be friends with Lt. Santos but Handon would stake his life on Santos engineering prowess. ‘Sue’s orders’ Handon stiffened at that. Sue was the colloquial name for the skipper due to the slavic crew men’s sight of the letters CO. He immediately. I was wasted and out of breath when it passed. My body ached, a repetition of how Ben had left me several nights earlier. Sighing in contentment, I curled up in my sheets, letting the purr of sexual relief sweep me away into a deep and comforting sleep.Something changed in me that night. Any reluctance I’d felt at giving myself to Ben evaporated in that shattering climax. I was impatient for his call and, the following afternoon, I resolved to phone him. But what could I say? Desperate as I. Hands slid up less intimate skin, the gesture no less heated for not passing over secret places. She turned to smile at him, her head nestled on his shoulder like a bird in a nest. Comfortable, yet tense in a way both recognized and needed to assuage. He kissed her, a light play of lips over lips, a tentative should we do this as they continued to stroke and murmur little words that meant nothing to anyone except themselves. And when she glanced over to see if their friend was awake, she knew.