Maybe badly,’ and she proceeded to tell her husband the details of her conversation with John. ‘Damn it, Renee. You should have known better,’ W...ody sighed with more than a bit of exasperation. ‘We discussed this…I told you to leave it alone. He’s not ready to move off dead center yet. You know him, Irene. I just hope that he’s not too pissed at you.’ Irene paused, worried that he may be right. ‘I don’t think so, Woody. He’ll be angry for awhile, but he’ll get over it. We’ve been friends for. .. you’re serious.”“I am ... forward or back. What say you?”Arguments were presented on both sides of the question. Debate went on for most of the morning. In the end it was decided to get out of South.Wellington is a little more than 100 nautical miles from Kaikoura. Until rounding Cape Campbell there is Zero shelter from storms or possible tsunami ... even after Campbell it would be open water anchorage on a possible lee shore.Blenheim and crossing the Wairau River Bar would be the first. Tina stood on her tippy-toes and tried to see over the wall around the pool. Her cute little tight cheerleader butt tightened and released as she leaned against the window. I could see the lines of her panties pressed into her tight shorts. My eyes lingered and then trailed down her lean athletic legs. Years of sports and cheerleading had sculpted Tina’s legs. I found them impossibly inviting.“So will you help me?” I asked.“What?”“Shave.”“Eww, no way!” Tina scrunched up her cute nose in such a. Young, mature, pretty, plain. One type which I think all men like is the willowy, librarian type. The type of girl who beleives she is ugly, but is in reality radiantly beautiful. The Club had such a new member recently. She was delivered by her partents on Friday. Having had a hand in approving her application for joining The Club I discreetly monitored her arrival. Following her parents deprture, Janet was left stnding in the car park with her luggage sat beside her. Tall ald willowy, at.