A'moth gave Gary a quick kiss as he let her go.Gary looked around happily and A'moth studied the clear night sky, and then a look of astonishment cros...ed his face. "My gosh, my gosh! A'moth!" What?" My maximum jump distance! It's a perfect fit to this place!" Huh?" The half-circumference! I can feel it! It's 23,140 meters and... maybe a half meter more... My jump sense is just touching itself, as I go in opposite directions... an exact fit..."A'moth frowned. "It can't be a coincidence..." Oh. They had fucked him one time and he had came all over her little toes. Now began the sexual fun of their lifetimes. They had all the time they needed. No more fast fucks, afraid of being discovered. They took it slow and easy. First they began with the basics. They made out. This was something they hadn't really had time for before, wanting to get the sex going quickly. But now they made love to each other. They kissed slowly and softly at first, then more passionately, wrapping their arms. " Dad hollered back, a big, wind-aided grin on his face."You can run her back tommorrow", he added, "when the sun's higher and we've got less shadows on the water." Awesome!" I grinned back. I had every intention of laying claim to this boat someday. But Dad always confessed that Saltwater sailing was what he missed, and the beautiful boat he'd sailed as a teenager with his Uncle Ambrose on Chocowinity Bay. I knew that boat was his to claim if he ever managed to reconcile with Grandpa. I was thinking that Henrietta was not going to create much distraction although she most certainly had boobs. In fact, she had a lot of everything. Then there was always the competition, that one called ‘Harmon Imports’ was the worst. Always cutting prices, always. I didn’t like Tom Harmon before, and I liked him even less after seeing him going down the street with my ex. That part I didn’t get. When you make a sale at 20% net, how does doubling the order by cutting the price another 10% gain.