All wanting me. To be inside of me. Feel my wet pussy. Tight on their shaft. The lust in their eyes. The animalistic rage. Male controlled by the...cock between his legs, wanting only one thing, me. My pussy. My insides. To taste me, to touch me, to be deep inside me, pounding, pushing. My fingers are not controllable now. The thoughts making me wetter by the second. I trace my stomach, watching my fingers lead a trail down to my smooth lips. My finger slips though the first fold, and. She put the salad out on a large serving platter and spread the meat over it. Next she drizzled the yogurt sauce over the lot. She warmed the potatoes on the stove. When Drew and Dave returned to the kitchen Tess had all elements of her meal on the table "Sit down guys, let's eat," she said as she revealed the salad platter to her amazed men. "You did this?" asked Dave. "I thought I'd give it a try," she said, "I think it has worked out okay." They sat down and served themselves. "So Drew, did. Clare told them she would be on the on call roster. The present training schedule was to continue and lecturers please post a proposed curriculum on the 'puter notices. The only non-emergency time the full crew would stand to would be manning for leaving and entering harbour.Clare had escorted the Senior Messenger to the safe documents and seen the sealed bags locked away. Shirley escorted the other Messenger to the main 'puter and the data dump performed. The routines for departure proceeded. It really doesn't have anything to do with anyone else, just her. I feel helpless because I can't help her either." My tears rose as well.She looked up at that and glanced at my eyes as if to read the truth there. "Thank you. That helped more than you know." She squeezed my hand one time and sat back to rub her face. "Before Christmas we were so close. I kept suggesting we consider getting a place together." She laughed sadly. "Silly me!"I felt a cold gnawing in my stomach when I realized I had.