It turned out his ignorance included how many people crewed each vessel. The Final Harbor Raiders had a total of four ships, and were in the process o... (slowly) building a fifth. He’d been figuring a crew of twenty-five or so per, which wasn’t too bad. But the Raids were extremely hard on the ships’ ... well, everything, including the keels. Their winters were spent repairing the damage incurred during the season, then a seaworthiness test in the spring to determine which ones were in the best. Slowly, though, that other one focused on my perineum and then on the crease between my cheeks. He was rubbing the aromatic warm oil into my skin as his finger came closer and closer to my hole. Looking down at me and staring right into my eyes, he pressed right on it. He saw that obviously, I did not mind and then holding my gaze, he slowly pushed his finger up me. “Nice Sir?” He asked holding it rigid deep inside me. “Wonderful,” I groaned desperately. I was getting fantastic sensations from. The knock jarred me back to consciousness. On one hand, I was ready for the evening, yet on the other, I was totally unprepared. I opened the door. Standing on the other side was Lucy dressed in her lovely smile and comfortable form revealing clothes. I’m not saying sexy clothes, I mean clothes that say woman of late 20s, professional, and single. She was even more attractive. ‘You said casual not casual elegant, Lucy. I feel under dressed.’ I invited her in and closed the door. ‘I made. Here we were in utter enjoyment over nature’s breath taking splendor and as we watched the news we see others being interviewed in utter panic and annoyance. Everything was shutting down and people were distraught over the ‘horrible’ storm. Worrying over what they were going to do, how they were going to get there. The worst part of the whole event was people on the south part of the island where we live never drive in such weather so the numbers of accidents on the roads were at an all time.