In the channel I increased speed. We worked our way easily past the dockside businesses."You're laughing," she said."Yeah. Those people staring at us,...thinking 'There goes some rich asshole on his yacht.' And I'm not rich."She laughed. "This is nice. I forgot how nice it is." I like it," I said. We cleared the channel and entered the bay, following the markers that told me where the water was deep enough to accommodate the draft of my keel. I explained that to her. She nodded."Just take the. I lick his balls and his thighs, yearning tobe taken.“Daddy’s little doggy slut.”I whimper and try to suck more but by this time I haveto go to the bathroom, all that water has stretched mybladder and servicing this primary need has almosttaken over my thoughts. He slaps me off his cock as Ilook at the bathroom door for the fifteenth time. Ishake my head to clear it and crawl to the closed doorwhining loudly.“Puppy Girls go on the paper, not the potty.”The shame of. " Make sure they do..."We stopped whispering to each other, and just stopped talking altogetherfor a moment."So..." Anna said. "I'm, uh... not going to mope about this if I canhelp it." She seemed to be fighting the words out though. "I think Iwant to, you know, rebound as soon as possible. I can't keep thinkingabout Tommy, you know?"I looked at her. I genuinely had no advice. "I guess that could work?"was all I could manage."So I was wondering," Anna said to the mirror. "Did any of the boys. ” then proceeded to follow her chiseled ass out of the bedroom and into the bathroom.Walking proved difficult because my legs were so wobbly and weak, but when I stepped into the shower and felt the refreshing spray cascading over my body, it revived me and strengthened me.It felt strange showering with another person and I wasn’t sure what to do at first. Emma took control of the situation right away though. She had been telling the truth about washing her playthings too, because she didn’t.