After a while, he checks on the nets. "'Bout another half hour, should pull 'em up." He slides his arms around me again, "Any idea how we can kill tim...?"I pry him loose, "Not while I'm runnin' the boat." I don't like admitting it, but he's getting to me, "If you need ta keep busy, run laps round the deck." Fuck off." He says out of habit.Got him."Alex. Go run ten laps around the deck."I can see in his face that he's madder at himself than at me. He swears again - under his breath. "Say again?". At the bottom she was surprised to find a pair of nipple clamps she hadn’t paid for and a handwritten note from the clerk: “You rock.”The note went on Kat’s desk and the clamps went on Lexi’s nipples. Kat pulled on the chain connecting them until Lexi moaned through her gag. Just then the doorbell rang and Samantha yelled up from the kitchen: “Honey, can you get that? I’m right in the middle of something.”It was Betty Ann Collins at the door, a big bowl of cookies in hand. Samantha had invited. He got a thrill every time he felt himself inside her. He began to move slowly in and out, closing his eyes and seeing with the touch of his sensitive skin against her velvety interior. Getting that image in his head always made him hotter and he began to increase the tempo of this thrusts. “Harder Alan, you know I like it hard, quit teasing me,” she said. Alan didn’t need to be told twice. He began slamming his stiff rod into her hard and fast. He looked down to see her creamy. "Oh." Alex said somewhat dumbly. "Do you know..." Doctors said I was probably measuring in hours instead of days." The old man cracked open one eye and jangled the wrist with the plastic admissions band on it. "So that's why I'm playing hooky. I want to remember the feeling of sun on my skin and smell fresh air for a while, not antimicrobial soap." Can't blame ya there." Alex said. "You mind if I share your bench?" Now why on earth would a young man like you wanna spend time with a crusty old.