. Finland's biggest WRC race. We sailed to the dock at Hagnäskajen 17, 00530 Helsingfors, Finland, asked permission and tied up. Then I started askin... about the entrance to the canal to Jyväskylä."You're not from here," said the fella in the police uniform. He had wandered down to look at our boat."No, but Wendy is." I pointed at the beauty of the world. "She's actually from around Kuopio. Wendy, come meet officer," I looked at his name tag, "Makela." Officer Makela, Wendy Valmaat. Wendy,. “He’s away again. Working,” she spat, derision in her tone and expression. “That girl’s with him, too.”There’d been tension for weeks. I’d felt it around the house, noticed the shift in my parents’ demeanour and the way they were around each other. They were behaving in a strange way. Brittle and formal. Two dogs sniffing one another as they sussed out if there was any dispute or a need to fight. For my part I’d largely ignored it. It had nothing to do with me. I was nineteen. I had my life. He was now clearly hard and his cock was straining against the fabric of his shorts. I caught a glimpse of his shaved crotch up the leg of his shorts as his cock pushed at the fabric. Christ all I wanted to do was to drop on my knees and take him in my mouth, I licked my lips subconsciously and heard a giggle to my right. The girl was looking at me and my crotch. She looked at his crotch and nodded towards it. "Don't let me stop you, it is magnificent." Once again I almost fainted, was. Thank you Wikipedia.That doesn't even come close to the magic of sitting in history while discovering that, yes indeed, a minor adjustment to a foot or a slight movement of a hand, she could top the wind-swept heights and climb between sun-split clouds ... look down on green dappled fields and meandering ribbons of rivers ... sun-spackled lakes in east Tennessee with tiny dots of sail chasing their own mysteries. As they fled north the color of the clouds changed from golden silver to heavy.