Udhar utejna mein aa kar uncle ne maa ke baal kheench kar usski gardan ko peechhey kheench liya jaise koi ghodi ki lagam kheench raha ho,” ohhhhh…...Sumitra bahut maza aa raha hai….mera lund teri chut ki gehrayi mein pahunch chuka hai…..ohhhhh…behnchod…..main tujhe hamesha ke liye pa lena chahta hoon….Gopi maderchod kitna khushkismat hai jissko tere jaisi patni mili hai!”Maa bhi pasine se bheeg chuki thee. Vo chilla rahi thee,: Haan bhaiya, pelo apni premika ko….apni behan ko chodo…. main tujhe. I pulled away. “I cornered you and kissed you, like that. But you stopped me, because you have a girlfriend.” I was hoping for some comment on the ‘girlfriend’ but he simply said, “And then?” So, like the story, I felt for his tool through his clothes, cupping it and rubbing it gently. He closed his eyes, as I’d predicted, before letting out a long, shuddering breath. It was as if he was holding something in and was afraid to let it out. He took my hand and led me across to the disabled toilet. It wasn’t easy but I did manage to work myself back to a standing position or at least close to it. I made it back on my feet which were now held a healthy two feet apart. I was standing but not quite upright. In the process of getting up the ceiling spooler had retracted more slack then I would have liked. With my wrists pinned palm to palm the raised position of my arms forced me to bend at the waist. I really couldn’t complain though. It was uncomfortable and didn’t feel good but this was. On the way back to the marina office, Kent asked why I wanted to see Holli, and I said, "I think she would be the perfect person to model for the signs, and she just might be a good hostess to greet the boaters when they come in."Shortly after three, Holli came down to see me. I told her that I would like to take some pictures of her, and use them as the model for the new signs that I wanted to make. "What kind of pictures, and where would they be used?" she asked. I said that there would be.