When he did show, my mouth just hung in a gape. He was six foot easily and obviously worked out, because he was muscular, like daddy was, but handsome...and fresh faced, and as he strode towards me, I could see pretty looking girls cast envious glances at him, a real panties wetter, I thought, and suddenly felt embarrassed about thinking about him like that, but he really was dishy.He walked right up to me the moment I laid my eyes on him, 'So you knew it was me', he said as I just flung my arms. She’d fall overboard one night. He’d miss her muteness in several days but it would be too late. Even if loneliness got left behind, wariness was another matter. An extra pair of eyes would make a difference, or sturdy arms to man the helm while he slept below. If only he could lay his head down for even a few minutes of rest. He grinned and yelled out loud to scare the gulls and wake himself, ‘If frogs had wings, they wouldn’t bump their ass on landing.’ The sudden yelling started a fit of. Curious. Or at least how it could make his dick curious," said Lori, giving Jimmy's a tug and eliciting a moan."Which we know will cause problems when the guy thinks with his dick; which they all eventually do," Rhonda added."Right," said Lori. "So, we're all friends here. Chet; I've persuaded Rhonda to let you and Jimmy each have a little taste of some strange pussy tonight. Do you think that will that be enough to keep some slut from pulling you away from me by your dick again?" You really. . you guys don't, I mean..."I couldn't figure out why it was so hard to talk about this stuff with Janice. She was the first woman I ever screwed and the last time I saw her she blew me right here on my own bed."Fuck?" Janice asked, then smiled."Yeah. I mean, that's been years." Almost three long, very dry years. Not for Dean though. He's been banging everything in a skirt working down at his office. I knew about it but just didn't have the energy to fight about it. We had sort of a deal, Dean.