’ said Martha acerbically. She and I had developed something of a rapport, once I’d figured out her acerbity was actually a sardonic sense of humo.... I watched as she began examining the body. It did not take long when she turned the body onto its side. ‘Yep, stabbed with a sharp knife right here in the neck.’ said Martha. ‘Base of the skull. Looks like the perp cut his spinal cord.’ ‘Looks like he knew right where to do it, too.’ I said, looking closely at it as I squatted next to Martha. ‘Am I. He began licking my cock and mouthing my balls while his hands worked on my nipples, alternately tickling and tweaking - sometimes very hard. I quickly got very hot, and my low moans moved him to redouble his efforts. I watched the mirrors, fascinated by the image of his lanky, blue-black body over my stockier, well-built frame. His licked and kissed his way up my body to my tits, and worked them over with his tongue and teeth. I was smoking hot by now, and he knew it as he moved up and kissed. I am afraid their ship was sunk and they had no way home until we were able to bring them."After he finished talking Roger handed the megaphone to the English Captain. He took the device and said, "I am Captain Smyth, formerly of HMS Frightful. Unfortunately for us, we attacked King Roger's ship several months ago and came out the worse for it. He has graciously agreed to repatriate us as a show of goodwill. I carry a message for the King and Admiralty from him. We request permission for these. It would be so great to be genie today. When should we start?”“Probably not all day. I don’t want to push you too far. How about after breakfast? I need a little time to recover and we will need some sustenance to keep us through the fun.”Sara turned over to face him and kissed him deeply. “You know, I think I love you.”Charley was a little taken back by her statement. She was very careful about professing her love and had never said it before. He loved her and had for months. It was now clear.