I nearly rammed the docking fenders gawking at that exceptionally stimulating sight.When she turned to board my first impression was “athlete.” Sh... had big round full boobs. They weren’t in Janet’s league but very few women’s are. Nonetheless, they perfectly complemented her nubile shape without looking too out-of-proportion big.She had broad shoulders and toned arms for a woman, and extra-long smooth sleek muscled legs. Janet’s hips are full and round. This woman had tight athletic hips that. I know you hate me. And you have every right to. I just ask that you please, please give me a chance to explain. If you want me to leave after that, I will. I'll never bother you again."I was curious. What in the hell could she say? How could she *explain* what had happened? "I don't see the need for an explanation.", I said angrily. "It all seems crystal clear to me. You fuck your daughter. She played me for a sucker. I'm not terribly bright. What am I missing?"Tears began to form in Janet's. But the thoughts had been fleeting, and she had long since forgotten about them.Two weeks later, Ann called her and said Paul had closed on his loan and had allowed her a week to move out. She said she already had most of her stuff packed up or tagged for the movers, so as soon as the pick-up was scheduled, she would be heading home, probably in three or four days. Two days later, Ann called and said she was on her way. The movers had been able to pack everything up the day before, but it had. ‘You know I have to study, mom. I’ve got that chemistry exam and another one in biology. Besides, if you’re going with Dan that means HE will be there.’ She couldn’t help the bitterness that colored the word, or the sharpness in her voice when she thought of him. Dan Tayler, her mom’s boyfriend of many, many years had a son by his first marriage. That son, Dan Jr. or DJ as most people called him, would be going with them tonight. He was huge on the whole freedom of expression thing and spent.