Or one of them anyway.There was still absolutely nothing special about the Haytham-Afra, now renamed the Tiger Lily. For the moment she was flagless,...her seizure now pending in Admiralty Court. She could never be resold and if some spook agency didn't want her then she'd get sunk somewhere to keep her cleverly hidden smuggling bays out of the hands of some new enterprising captain.The ship had been re-docked, correctly this time, and only one lone Scotland Yard constable was on duty at the. There was visible moisture on the lips of her vagina and her delicious, sweet scent was now emanating throughout the room.“Please Mel,” she whimpered and moaned which caused me to look up from between her legs and smile.I softly kissed the petals of her vagina and she began to grind her vagina into my mouth. I couldn't remember a time was she was so excited and worked up. I extended my tongue and made it long and flat and sunk it into the core of her sex over and over. Her head jerked sensually. "Cindy? What brings you here?" I asked.Cindy looked surprised, "I could ask you the same thing Leo. May tells me you aren't supposed to be back for another couple of hours." Something came up. Charles didn't need me today. And that's not what I asked. What brings you here?"She rolled her eyes, "I'm moving back into town. And May said I could stay here for a few days until my husband arrives." Where is May and Lynn; I need to talk to them." I asked."They went out to get some grocery shopping. He took up writing in his spare time about fifteen years ago. It took him five years to write his first book, one about the cavalry fighting at Gettysburg.Geoff had ended his education career as head of the history department for the Bellefonte Schools. Geoff had mentored Scott when Scott was a young teacher just arriving at the district.Geoff questioned me about the courses I was taking at Penn State. It turned out he was good friends with two of my professors – Katherine Brennan and Bill.