She looked Jake in the eye.“I am Josephine,” she told him, without being asked. All of them had broad southern accents.Jake smiled. “Excellent. ...ow, ladies first,” the girls looked at each other, “what work have you done?”“Housemaids, sir. Mary was a ladies maid, but the lady had a terrible temper and said she was no good, but that’s not true.” said Josephine. “I am also a seamstress.”Mary nodded.It was opportune that Amelia came on deck at that moment, and Jake called her over, introducing her. Stains of shame."Lilly had to admire the man's pure distilled sexism.--- "Yes, sir." --- she said hanging her head again.--- "Well?" --- the man asked --- "What are you waiting for?"Lilly realized the man wants her to remove the garments then and there. She slipped the straps of her bra off of her shoulders, and pulled the cotton cloth down below her breasts, or lumps really. They were covered only by her opened shirt now. She then slipped off her panties, under her skirt, and stepped out of. His grip on her wrists were like the shackles she had worn the previous day. She whimpered, squirming under him for all the good it would do.“I really wanted to be nice,” he drawled darkly against her ear, “but I just can’t help myself when that gorgeous ass is just exposed in the open.” He was growing hard in the sheath he rubbed between her ass cheeks. “The other slave bitches sleep in little balls, and here you are, all spread and asking for it, leaving your tail to the side. However can I. One Crew built theirs steel “stick” by steel stick. I ran the other Crew and we built our in sections on the ground and put them in place with the crane. Both took about the same amount of time to finish. My memory says these towers were 150’ tall. The crane had a boom reach of 165’ with a 50’ tip over jib mounted at the end so it had a full usable reach of 210’.The Operator came with the Crane and he was very good. When we were at the top and needed a little extra either up or down, we would.