"I was just wondering about Cathy. You said she would eventually accept her role of sexual slave and come to love it."He nodded."I couldn't really und...rstand that until our wedding night. The man who bound me and hurt me. I hated it at first, then gradually as the feeling of helplessness overwhelmed me, it became exciting. For those moments, he owned me, he could do anything to me he wished and I was powerless to resist. I have since wondered if I, if any woman, could be trained to accept and. I moaned softly then bit my lip looking away to hide my embarrassment. Dont be ashamed. It is ok to feel good. I like hearing you enjoy this, she whispered as she reached down with her other hand to pull my panties off. This time I lifted my hips to help her, glancing at her with nervousness as she pulled them off. Slowly she moved between my legs, looking into my eyes the whole time. Relax baby its just me. Listening to her voice, I spread my legs slowly, finally allowing her access to my. . and it’s only fifteen minutes. No big deal.She did a position shoot ... with sextant, chronometer and compass ... just a few seconds after the pair transported off planet. Fifteen minutes “practicing” tacking, gybing and generally loitering about on a 48 foot New Zealand built fiberglas sailboat? Who would notice?The Kiisuido Strait is one of three entrances to that most important of waterways, The Island Sea. Japan’s private pond ... so to speak. The Sea of Japan. Shipping and military. The eighteen year old wasn't very helpful, yes she was very pretty, but invariably, whenever she went into her room she shut the curtains and unfortunately I couldn't see through material, Margaret, however was much more helpful.Margaret, as I've said, was divorced, her former husband, a coloured chap had been in the army and apparently, whilst on an exchange trip in America, had gone off with some woman and not bothered coming back. She had two children, a little girl who was five and a son a.