"I'm sorry?" I asked."You heard me." Well, the moment's kind of passed now that you're home," I said, looking at the carpet."Masturbate, my little slu.... That's an order."I swallowed, the sound amplified in my head. It always amazes me that you can turn me on so quickly by such simple action, such as casually groping my breasts, or in this case, with just a single command. I obediently trotted back into our bedroom and undressed, fully this time. By the time I was sitting naked on our bed, you'd. And suddenly there is a great relief in my head. a clearing of that pressure, like you suddenly got that water out of your ear, and are experiencing normal again for the first time in days. A door opens. An old door. I think. It creeks and moans, like it's been opened a million times before, and it's tired. I can hear footsteps...lots of footsteps. they are coming from all around me. There is a warmth in the room. The kind of warmth that comes from people. It reminds me of being on a. The boat then took the others out about 100 meters from the reef for their dive.When we got onto the reef there was an old rusty railway track embedded vertically in the reef, Sammy tied the rubber ducky to this and helped me put on some dive boots with thick soles for walking on the coral. I shed my Tee shirt, mask and snorkel, then we slipped over the side into waist deep water (well waist deep for Sammy, it nearly came up to my chin). Sammy held me under my tummy and instructed me how to. It rides much nicer than the truck did, too." Not a fair comparison," Bob interjected. "That truck had shocks that were almost as old as Erica. You can't judge a new vehicle by that kind of standard." You think you can get used to the van?" Will asked. "I'm sure we can work out something with the dealership and have them give us credit towards one of those Rams instead." No, it's alright," Bob shrugged. "Much easier for me to get into that van than climb up into a truck. And I guess it's nice.