I soon have my implant tell me that they overloaded their bionic legs and ran down the batteries to the point that movement would give them a quick ch...rge. For the most part, the legs locked straight. The girls had to lean up on to one leg, turn their hips to move that leg forward, rinse and repeat.I waited for them to calm down from the scare before saying, “It is good that I happen to know the people who made these. Let me give them a call and see what we can do.”I didn’t need to call anyone.. "Mister ... the weatherman lied again ... there's a blow coming down from Canada. I'd get gone which ever way you're going and take these extras with you, at least they know how to sail."The transfer was made, Grace ran for a sweater and I hooked up the head and hoisted to a storm main and roller-furled to a storm jib. By the time Grace was back, we had a scrap of canvas showing and we were exceeding hull speed in front of some pretty good rollers.From Port Washington to the north pole there's. I was about to put them down when a familiar smell wafted its way to my nose. In a flash, I pictured her lovely thighs filling those panties, and the now-familiar cunt at the juncture of those thighs. Suddenly, I had an inkling (for the first time in my life) of what might cause men to develop a fetish for a woman’s used panties. That Trina was continually surprising me, even when she wasn’t around! Chuckling to myself, I hid the panties under my pillow and went to take a shower. . At one point I nearly passed out. Sarah pushed her body down over mine, showering it with gentle kisses as she went along; teasing me. I never thought for one minute she would kiss me there but she did. Minutes later I found myself wanting to pleasure her in exactly the same way. I couldn’t wait.It wasn’t that I thought of myself as lesbian, or even bi-sexual. It was just that I needed to, and wanted to give her the same pleasure that she gave me. It seemed it was all we could do. All we could.