I didn’t even want to think about the letters of condolence I would have to send when I got back to the Peak.The captain was nothing if not helpful,...bringing me food and bandages and anything else he could think of. I wondered how the crew was faring, having lost three of their own – and apparently being betrayed by their bosun – but it wasn’t really my place to ask, even if I’d had the presence of mind to think about it all that hard. I suppose it isn’t that surprising my attention is rather. Tell you what. There's this restaurant in town, Seaside Clam Shack. Come pitch it to my partners as well. Be there at 7:00."He looked surprised. I hadn't shot him down. I was probably his last resort. After all, we had sex in everything. We even featured (possibly) underage sex with our orgy stuff. Of course if people saw what we were cooking up...Shows get stale. You need fresh writing and some serious communications between the actors, the producers, and the writers to keep things going. The. "Detach thatdick you're wearing then take the skirt off."I stood up and reached down below the skirt under the fake balls andright at the base I felt a little nub. I wasn't sure exactly what Ineeded to do, so I pinched it, pulled it, pushed it and twisted it untilI felt it detach. I held it with one hand and unbuttoned the skirt withthe other so I could keep the dick inside the skirt without Simoneseeing it then tossed them both by the side of the bed."Good job," Simone said. "Now move back a. .? I started before Christine gripped my face hard in her hand forcing my mouth open. As she did so I caught a brief glimpse of the balled up crimson panties in her fist before she rammed them into my mouth. ?Don?t you dare struggle,? she warned as I tried to twist free from her grip. She pushed the panties more firmly back Then she lifted the knotted scarf to my lips. ?Open wide,? she demanded. I tried to shake my head but my anguished gaze fell briefly upon Melanie who was tapping the crop.