“Yes, I do remember having a wild time occasionally and my captain letting it slide.”Meanwhile, in the mess, Becky and Lori sit down and wat and l...stening to the exchange taking place. Then suddenly Becky’s breathing quickens and she stops eating altogether. Becky’s and Lori’s eyes lock. The XO’s eyes glaze and she parts her lips just a little, as if she is about to speak. But not a word, not even a sound, leaves her mouth. Instead, a thin line of sticky white goo begins slowly to dribble over. Tracy's loose clothing became much more form fitting. Her loose pants replaced with comfy yet incredibly tight black yoga pants that perfectly showed off what she had to offer in the ass department. The classy blouse she had put on this morning slowly adopted the form of a low cut gray t-shirt that let the world peek in on her now impressive cleavage pushed together temptingly by a pushup bra. The comfortable sneakers quickly grew in height to a 4" heeled version. She always wanted to show her. Sharon was obviously ovulating which is why she was so sexed up, and I enjoyed the lovely musky taste that women get at that part of their cycle. The taste that lingers on your palate for days.Sharon went mad as I licked her out and had several quiet climaxes before she begged me to stop. I wanked for her and spurted on the floor for her to see the size of my load and then we straightened up and sheepishly went back to the office.After this little interlude I wanted more of course. Sharon's. "A corpse," Deneisin said and pointed.My hopes of her being wrong were smashed as we got closer. The man layon his face in the sand. Despite the wound on his back bleeding no more,I leaned over him, as if I could still help. I turned him around andplaced a part of his robe on his face."The wound was narrow. Was he ridden down?" I asked, despite there beingno sign of a fight. With death in the air, the serenity of the town wasunsettlingly silent.Deneisin shook her head. "I don't think so. Not.