‘I’m a sucker for blue eyes’ Sue looked at me and smiled ‘I think our cars might be ready, I have a private garden that we can sunbathe in if ...ou like. 'Sure, OK, I’d like that very much' we dressed and walked back to the car wash. On arrival at her house, Sue pointed me to the back garden. 'Go ahead; I’ll fix us a cold drink’. It was indeed very private, with hedges all round, and even from the view of the decking that I was standing on, I was 100% sure nobody could see in. Unsure what to do,. He looked at her feigning not to understand what she was talking about. “What?” he said. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Don’t give me that bullshit!” she spat at him. “You think I didn’t see your charges for entertainment at the Cigar Bar in St. Maarten?” He looked at her sheepishly and thought back to his digression when he had been out for some drinks with his colleagues. The Cigar Bar was a popular watering hole, but also had a lot of Latina prostitutes that were experts in. I’d had a few boyfriends before that I faked it with, just to keep their little egos happy. Guys seem to think they have failed as a lover if they don’t make a girl orgasm. I call bullshit. To me, the experience is not about having an orgasm. It’s about feeling close and intimate with someone, someone you love, preferably.I’ve told a lot of guys that my sex partners haven’t made me cum and they all say the same thing “you’d cum with me” or “I’d make you scream my name”. It makes me want to. Hap was fascinated by the quietness of sailing. The water splashed against the bow, the sails snapped in the breeze, the rigging groaned from the strain, all new sounds to him, but relaxing just the same. Sue and Margie brought up some coffee, but soon disappeared with Mercy. Hap asked where they had gone and I pointed toward the forward deck. The three ladies were lying out in the sun, bare ass naked."I'm already liking this sailing stuff. Does that happen often?" Hap asked, pointing at the.