Chapter Twenty-one
During the autumn of the second year aboard ‘The Scarlet Letter’, about the same schedule was followed, sailing down the east coast and stopping at numerous ports. Dr. Helga’s program was growing rapidly. 3 stall had 2 more girls upon leaving Miami for the slow cruise about the Caribbean. Thus eight girls awaited for all the ‘buns in the oven’ to bake.
The procedures were identical. My second child arrived on schedule after which me and the other girls of 3 stall became erotic fodder for the debaucherous cannons of the guests.
Then my fortune turned. With the prolific results of the previous year’s tour of the east coast, Dr. Helga estimated that 3 stall would become overcrowded with the next trip. Not wishing to pass up opportunities for more ‘feminine fondue’, that
