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I thought to myself. "Oh baby. Do I ever feel like getting all natural with you. Months at sea without a woman and now I'm sitting here talking. Oh, I don't want to really have a conversation with you right now. I just want to make love to you. Oh, yeah, lets just go somewhere private."
I told her. "The press may have liked it. But it didn't do much for my Naval Career. I was told that they got a very angry call from Washington and blamed me for setting our relations back about ten years with
Soviet Union."
I thought to myself. "What
hell am I doing. Why am I talking about
Russians to her? Screw
Russians. I haven't had anything in months."
She laughed and said. "Oh yes. I can see why Washington may have been upset. That clip of you pointing to
North and saying that Japan and
US must stay unified as long as there is that evil empire to
North."
I said to her. "Look, this is all of
record."
She smiled and said, "I understand."
Just then Jesse brought over her plate, and asked. "Would you rather have it at this table?"
She said. "Do you mind?"
I replied. "Of course not, I always keep this table reserved for my favorite mermaids."
As we talked, I realized that my mermaid, was not only ravishing, but she was also quite brilliant, very political and had a sense of humor and wit, that was very unique. I went for her, hook, line and sinker.
All my little worries about Jimmy Carter and
Russians were quickly fading away. Then she pulled her chair back and crossed her legs. She had
sexiest legs I had ever seen. I couldn't even imagine sexier legs in a wet dream as nice as hers.
As she crossed her legs, her skirt rode up her legs and revealed a beautiful pair of thighs. Then she leaned back in
chair and I could notice her blouse tugging at her very beautiful breasts. Then she uncrossed her legs and leaned back some more on
chair while letting her legs spread out wide from her skirt, further revealing her very firm and sexy thighs.
As her skirt rode further up her legs, I told her. "I can't help but stare at your beautiful thighs. This my first day in port after being out a few months."
She smiled and seemed pleased and thanked me for
compliment. Then she leaned over and placed her hand on my knee and said. "Your quite a treat yourself."
I laughed and said. "Ah, I bet you say that to all your sailors."
Suddenly she bent down to take something out of her bag. As she bent over I got a birds eye view of her very shapley breasts.
She pulled a pen out of her bag and said. "You've got to write your ships phone number down for me."
I watched as
pen fell out of her hand and on to my lap. As she reached for
pen on my lap, her fingers brushed my pants zipper and seemed to linger longer than would be expected. She didn't say anything, but I noticed she had quite a smile on her face.
She turned and said to me. "I know this very remote part of
beach where I take all my Sailors. Would you like to see it?"
I said sure. "I would love to see it."
It was truely a beautiful and romantic spot. As I gazed into her eyes I gently pressed my lips on hers. After a few short seconds, I realised that her lips were as hungry for mine as I were for hers.
As I put my arms around her and felt her breasts press against my chest, it felt wonderful again to smell a womans sweet perfume.
She twirled her tongue around mine as I drove my tongue deep inside her mouth. I unbuttoned her blouse and started to kiss her upper breasts as I felt her hands unbuttoning my shirt. I unfastened her bra as she bit sharply into my neck.
Her breasts felt wonderful to touch. They were firm and nicely shaped. As I started to swirl my tongue around her nipples, I could feel her hands unbuckling my belt. My heart raced as her hand reached over to adjust
lever to push
car seat back.
It felt wonderful to be with a woman again. But she was very special. She was a fantasy that came true. She made all
trials and tribulations of
journey worth it.
We dressed and then took a wonderful walk, hand in hand on
beach as
full Moon reflected off
water. I had found my fantasy mermaid and she had found her fantasy sailor.

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