I’m a professional observer.Photography isn’t a hobby with me. Seems to me, a redundant and expensive hobby. I am a trained expert observer. My ey...s are my camera.Who cares? Proud of my talents and skills, and my career, They made me a good income as a ship’s watch officer. I am always on watch and analyze everything! Until I retired, it was my career and livelihood. What is the most important instrument on a ship’s bridge? The eyes of the navigator! Now I sail where-ever I want, on my own. ‘I have helped! Look at how much you’ve got done!’ She said with a grin, waving her hand over to where the growing pile of wrapped presents now stood proudly. ‘Would you have got that done if I wasn’t waiting for the mechanic?’ She had me there. I shook my head in the negative and Kate made a triumphant, if amused sound. ‘So I’m helping.’ ‘I guess you are.’ I placed the last of the gifts on the table and was about to wrap it up for the very last time in just under forty five minutes when. Janice was beautiful with a soft smile that just someway brightened up the day. Her hair was an auburn color, which she wore down to the tops of her shoulders. She often wore shorts which highlighted strong straight legs that were quite long. Janice was about 56 and 125 pounds of pure sensual energy. Her skin was soft and she got enough sun to give her that slightly bronzed look. Janice was about a 36C (ok, I peeked once) with a great shape and firmness to her tits. We were soon dating and. He said: ‘Angels, you must have a story to tell. You are an officer, are you not? Are you from Vail? Will you give me another kiss,’ by the time they parted panting from a pressed engagement of lips and limbs, his big thigh shoving between her parting legs and thrusting her into excitement, she would have gone with him against the stable door. She stood by him while he asked for the room, leaning on his side with his arm about her shoulders. He was so sweet in comparison to el V’lair van.