Margo came out on the dock and called over to the barge. "Ahoy on the house barge."I came out onto the deck. "That was quick," I said."Well this isn't...a huge job. I could probably build you a new building for pretty near the same money," she said."Yes and I could probably have a storage container in place for less," I said with a smile."True that might be the way to go since you live in one," she said. "Anyway if you decide to repair this one here is your estimate."I walked down and took a look. " No, I'm trying to help her." He spotted Cheyenne sitting in a corner, holding her forehead in her palm. "I'm going to go talk to her."He approached her. "Shy..." Leave me alone." Shy -- I'm sorry." I didn't expect that." She stood and turned away. "I didn't expect to be insulted like that." Hey..." Paul grasped her upper arm and turned her toward him. "Jeremy came from the same sort of environment as you. He's turned his back on all that. He's estranged from his family because of his beliefs. "Fuck baby you're so tight. You feel so good around me, keep pushing yourself onto me." Grab my hair," I begged.He grabbed my hair and began rolling his hips into mine, both of our hips moving to the sensual beat as if we were grinding on the dancefloor. My mouth fell open as my moans became louder and more desperate, hearing his sexy grunts behind me as his hips moved faster, the sound of his balls slapping against my cunt and the seductive mix of his cologne and own unique scent had me almost. It was second nature, but it was probably the result of being corrected when we were younger. And Mom was pretty much the same. I had no idea what went on in her bathroom. That was her space and neither Mary nor I went in there.There had been some problems when Sara first came to live with us, but they were taken care of within the first few days. In fact, Jill was one of the major complainers when Sara needed straightening out.Jill and I were both going to have to learn some things and suffer.