“Marvel not that I say to you that there is not one Antichrist, but many, for so our Lord foretold in His First Advent and as he walked with the Apo...tles. By their fruits, you shall know them, for indeed, they are apostates and heathens, and their ladies are Jezebels whose blood the very dogs shall lick when they perish from this world! The two Popes are Catholics, of course, of the apostate church in Rome, the church of Lucifer himself, Babylon the Great, the Harlot, the Great Whore, Mother of. She unbuckled the belt, unbuttoned my jeans and yanked the zipper down as smoothly as if they were hers. She looked up at me and smiled again as she put her hand down my underwear to grab my dick. Her hand was a little cool, and my cock reacted to it with a quick jerk. She giggled at that. Then she said “Rise up”. I pushed my hips up off the couch and she skinned my jeans and underwear down to my knees. “That looks edible” she said as she wrapped her hand around my dick. It was standing almost. She came back some time later. I do not know when, as there was no clock on any of the walls. She was smiling and giggling, her face red from laughter, her beautiful, long hair slightly messed up."How are you?" she said pleasantly, lying down next to me on the bed, resting her head on one hand. I could feel her breath on my skin, her body just an inch from mine."Well," I said, rattling the handcuffs. "A bit scared, and, well, maybe even curious?" Curious?" she asked, pouting."Yes." How. I still didn’t know what she did for a living. I assumed she was a singer or dancer because she had once said she was in entertainment. The bow rudder proved to be a challenge. It was designed to be operated by a separate helmsman. We had to keep the crew size down so we wanted to control it from the main steering station. A control lever that had three positions, OFF, HALF, and FULL, operated it. I made a series of push pull rods and bell cranks to operate it. When all that was completed we.