The name was Ann. A simple, mortal name from the time when she was still a normal human. It was an honor that was granted to only few. It made me feel..... Special for the first time in my life."Did you hear what I just said?" she asked making me break from my thoughts."Yes I did. Who has received such an honor, Mistress?" I replied.She gave a worn-out smile "Marionette, the angel,“I was kind of shocked, but I tried my best to hide it."But mistress.... She is a female... And also a creature of. Teetering a bit on her heels, Barbara's first attempt was unsuccessful. Seeing that she was having difficulty, Maria approached Barbara from behind to "assist". Approached from the rear and with her head down and bent over at the waist, Barbara had no idea Maria was behind her. Barbara tried again to swing her foot over the rope. This time she made it, although she was still having a slight balance problem. When Barbara paused and regained her balance, Maria very surreptitiously took hold of. As I was feeling horny and knew no one would be around to see me, I reached for a tight pair of white speedos; the result of an ill advised purchase. I had bought them on a whim, but when I got them home, they had been far too tight and skimpy to wear in public, although they did lead to some enjoyable masturbation sessions. I slipped them on and sure enough, the low slung trunks left nothing to the imagination; barely covering my semi hard cock. I grabbed a book, my laptop, sunglasses and the. Another two minutes had her parking the truck and trailer in the big lot above the ramp, then jogging down the path to the dock and the boat.There's something to be said about Deb and jogging. It's a sight to behold. It was also very revealing. I was quickly aware that she was not wearing a bra. She was laughing as she walked briskly along the dock."What are you gawking at, Mister?" Her grin was quite mischievous."Take a guess. You are in good spirits today. I'm glad." We did our mourning in.