Like most other couples, we learned how to maintain our relationship, but unlike so many others, we made sure that we could talk to each other about a...ything. Overall, we were both very satisfied.Claire had always been a strong, independent woman, which, other than her good looks, was one of the things that had instantly attracted me to her. Her ambition had been to attend law school, but with two kids to rise, she had placed her educational plans on hold and took a part time job at a law firm. She had no idea how Vincent managed to follow her onto the ship."Well Virginia I live east of Nacogdoches. It looks like we are both disembarking at Port Arthur. If you would like I can escort you to Beaumont before I return home."Virginia smiled and placed her hand on Sam's forearm. "Oh, thank you Mr. Pritchard. I would appreciate that."The remainder of the trip Sam spent in Virginia's company except for the time she was alone in her cabin sleeping. They never saw Vincent again. They both. "Drink yourwine and have your cake and I shall take you home."I struggled to pull up my panties and straightened my stockings."You should know better," he said. "You of all people. Miss RidingHood should never talk to strangers, wander around alone dressed likethat and accept invites from strangers. Hasn't your mother taught youanything?" I looked at my shoes with a smile appreciating his concern and thelink to the fairy-tale."Conrad's a great guy," he said giving him a cautionary glance,. "What is the matter with Davni? She's cute with a nice figure even if her breasts are a little small," his sister asked, as she continued to massage his awaking cock."She's dumber than a doorpost: that's what the matter is," Yakhir snorted. "I had to be drunk out of my skull to sink my cock into her."Yakhir stopped his thoughts for a second and realized his sister was still stimulating his cock into a full blown erection despite his protest. "Why are you doing that?" He asked haltingly."Why.