"I am always faithful and I will never forsake you Eli."
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Movement. I felt movement.
I opened my eyes and beneath me I saw water. Why was I not in the water, but rather suspended above it?
My fingers curled into something. Netting?
I lifted my head and the first thing I saw was a pair of toned calf muscles. I closed my eyes again. Had I lost my mind?
I opened my eyes again to see the same pair of toned legs not over five feet in front of me. My eyes traced up the calves and on upward to the ratty edge of a dress like garment that came to mid thigh.
My eyes focused in on a very femininely proportioned derrière for a long moment before I glanced on upward to see a long slender back halfway covered by a mass of dark black hair that lay in beaded ringlets. I couldn't see the woman's face, but I wanted to.
I glanced around the oddly shifting platform made of netting and rope. My eyes took in both Christina and Jim sitting back against the netlike sides of the place I found myself in. Both of them wore matching expressions of smugness, which clearly indicated that they had noticed my appreciation of an artfully crafted female rear.
I felt myself flood with embarrassment. I hadn't meant to stare, but waking up disoriented with it right in front of my face………… what man wouldn't have?
Matt, Ortega and Flynn were still out. I sat up feeling stiff and Christina crawled across to me with a jug of something that I hoped was water.
It was clear to me that I had already received moisture of some kind given my alertness level, but I wanted more. I took the odd animal skin like bag from Christina and drank from it, but not too much.
I handed it back to Christina, as I relished the taste of water that had something sweet in it.
I felt at my lips. A gel of some sort had been spread over them and they felt better.
I glanced at the woman who still stood facing forward. She had to have done it as I saw no others upon the unique craft that we sailed upon.
Christina had a cheeky smile as she leaned in close and whispered into my ear, "Her name is Keturah and she's very nice. Just thought you'd like to know her name boss."
I gave Christina a hard look and whispered back, "You know you're not too old yet to still be spanked."
Christina scuttled back out of reach to the safety of Jim's side, but she was still smiling.