.. being employee and employer and after last time... The talk we had about never again... And... I'm sorry I don’t mean to flirt so!" She stammered...but he felt her eyes gazing in to her eyes and felt warmth spread throughout her body. His eyes traced from her eyeballs to her mouth and back, even daring to look at her ample bosom as it lay below him. He brought her back up and gave an exaggerated tug pulling her slightly closer into him. "Don't say sorry... You’re not a sorry person. You. ”So, on his wedding night they went to the only place in the village, the local pub.Tom watched them climb the stairs thinking ‘I hope what I told him is O.K.’Five minutes later there comes a piercing scream from upstairs, ‘huh huh’ thought Tom ‘ his in and should be alright now’ a few seconds later there’s another scream, even louder. ‘Making heavy weather of getting through’ then an even louder scream.‘What the heel’ thought Tom. He dashed up the stairs, threw the door open, only to see the. A puzzled look came across Mike’s face, and Emma obviously thought it right to fill in the gap for him, so she just stood up and removed her towel, letting it drop to the floor. There she was naked, long auburn hair, beautiful breasts, fantastic figure, long legs and a flaccid cock dangling down between them. The look on Mike’s face was a picture as he almost split his coffee, wow, was the only thing that he was able to say. It’s real said Emma, swivelling her hips to make it move about. Mike. ..” a bright looking college girl said, “How long have you been at sea?”“Since we were 10,” I confessed. “This stay in New Zealand is the longest I’ve been on land since we were 10.”That seemed to do it. As far as ancestry and qualifications went. Everybody stopped looking for a professional captain, anyway.“So, what’s the plan?”“Ask the trio ... this is their idea.” Ha! Jim ... your turn in the barrel.As one, they turned and confronted him. “What’s the plan?”“Sail to Christchurch, have a day.