. Lieutenant Anne wanted to talk to the Captain alone.', Tara explained. 'I got kicked out', she added.'Why?''Wind looks like it might change directio... and I think unless we change course drastically we would drift too far South''So why the secrecy?', I asked.'Navigation often is... ', she replied.''Look Tara... ''I know what you are going to say and don't', she replied icily.'You don't', I told her, offended.'I do. And I do understand. And it wasn't a proposition by the way. The Captain would. The man seemed momentarily taken aback, but rebounded with, "That won't save you monster!"He began sweeping his stick back and forth, striking the walls and anything in his path trying to find me.I looked around and saw a protruding balcony a couple of stories up the building to my left, still stealthed I leapt onto the wall using my finger pads to adhere to the surface."Aha! Got you!" shouted the man seeing me move.He raced over towards me and I frantically scrambled my way up the wall his. "The girl leaned forward, legs spread out widely, feet on the pegs and Jim drove his hard prick up into her dripping slot after a few strokes of her fluttering labia. She was more than ready and sighed with pleasure, wiggling as he filled her. He was good and big, thick and hard and full of testosterone and energy. Just what she needed. She rocked her hips about and gritted her teeth as he went still deeper, grunting with effort.Jim howled with pleasure as his long cock was wrapped in viscous. It is almost purely factual. It is entered under the Romance category, and out of respect for the participants, there is no descriptive sex in the story. * 23 December 1958 The Angel was perched on the top of the Christmas Tree, in the corner of the room, looking outwards into the room, if her eyes could see, she would have seen a young mother to be sitting on the couch in front of the fire, knitting clothes for the unborn child she was carrying. The child that was due to meet the light of day.