'Kelly was right, Matt felt like he was getting ready for a school night date as he showered, shaved and picked out his outfit. It took him a while....Jerry often said that Matt had more clothes than most women.He stood in front of his double wardrobe in nothing but a pair of tight, white hipsters, trying to decide between a formal outfit and something more casual. He reasoned that Kelly had only seen him suits recently, and so picked out his most expensive designer jeans and one of the shirts. How they could ever let her go was a mystery to me. But then, knowing Vannie as I now do, it probably wasn't their decision. She had a mind of her own, and it wasn't easy to get her to change it.We had been making non-stop love almost from the moment she entered the apartment. We weren't saying an awful lot, other than the usual words that lovers share in their passion. Vannie loved oral sex, particularly when it was my turn to give. Her orgasms continued to amaze, still frightening me a bit. Well, you certainly have passed that test, and I will leave it up to you to decide which bed you sleep in tonight."Nancy, you have been on the Pill for months, now, to regulate your menstrual period and to help you cut down on PMS and cramps. Therefore, I release both of you from all of your promises of restraint. However, before you make a mad dash for the bedroom, I have a couple of other things to say."We don't care if you two marry or not; that is entirely up to you. All we ask is that you. The system’s too wide to expect us, bumping eight knots on our best day, to go around it.One thing in our favor is that in preparing for our ‘ocean voyage’ we properly stowed loose items from the deck and rails. Even the screened curtains from our rear deck ‘verandah’ were carefully rolled up, secured neatly by straps. Short of a hurricane, the decks of Ada Z. were prepared.“Nothing to worry about,” I replied in response to rather nervous questions. “You know what we rode out in the little.