<strong>Eloise with MacHeath</strong><br/><br/>Of course Eloise had not missed the lust in the Commander’s eyes, nor how his desire seemed to grow further as their conversation went. She raised an eyebrow when he suggested she got dressed before he too lost his self-control. Had it really come to that, with the last seemingly honorable man on board also tempted to stray?<strong> “Okay then… please turn around.” </strong>She waited for the Commander to turn himself away from her, then dropped the sheet. She started slipping the cut-off denim pants over her bottom and then pulled the top over her head. She hadn’t exactly been very modestly cloth to begin with…