My hand lightly embraces your arm and I lean in gently kissing your cheek and smile not wanting to be too forward; a slight rush warms you making your...face slightly flushed. With an inquisitive smile you ask if I had indeed put some wine on ice for us, in case we hit it off - I just grinned and whispered you will have to find out.As we walk I explain that I have a surprise for you and that if you accepted, would have to go along with it. Intrigued you accept. I take you by the hand and bring. Passing quickly through a dining room and kitchenette, Arthur entered the master bedroom with Alicia close on his heels. The bathroom and its lone occupant were on the opposite side of the only other door to the room.Throwing that door open, he and Alicia burst into a lavishly appointed, steam filled bathroom. Inside, a woman laid semi-reclined in a large, marble whirlpool bath. Even if he had not already been sifting through her memories, Arthur would have known her on sight. Her name was. (Did I miss something in this life as I looked down at the urnial?) ‘Mom? Heres a stupid question. How can I…you know…use it?’ I said as she mulled this question over. ‘Looks like I’ll have to help you.’ She said a little embarrassed. She pulled down the sheet and carefully tried to scoop my dick in the pee cup…wouldn’t work. ‘Mom, this isn’t working.’ I said. ‘Maybe I could go over and get Mr Emerson to help you.’ Mom said eyeing my dick. ‘Mom, there isn’t time. I gotta go bad!’ I pleaded. She. " She saw Tammi shaking her head in disagreement. Lindi looked at Margaret who shrugged her shoulder. Belinda turned to look back at Tamarilla. "It seems that you don't agree with what I said Tammi; care to tell me why?"Tammi returned Belinda's look with a superior grin. "Everybody who has ever lived in a village or slaughtered chickens knows why those Sailors are not running around like chickens with their heads cut off." Seeing that Belinda or Margaret still did not get it Tammi explained,.