* Things progressed rapidly between us. Each step seemed so natural, that there was no point at which I felt I could say ‘stop’. He began by leav...ng some clothes at my place, staying over a few nights. Then he brought over a few more. Within a few weeks, he was introducing me to everyone as his girlfriend. He moved all his stuff into my apartment and gave up his sublet.The day after he moved in, I took him to the firm’s Christmas party. He was suitably modest and dealt with the subtle putdowns. We also pissed together. While pissing, I pressed her left boob and she gave away a jerk and her piss fall on my stomach. I also pointed my cock towards her stomach and pissed on her stomach. We were again hot and were doing so many errotic things.Once our pissing is done, we then washed our teeth and Saroj came out to put her gown to go to kitchen. I resisted her and told that today, until I am there, both of us will not wear any clothes. She blushed and I took the opportunity to hugged her. "MEN! They think that all women care about is the size of their dicks."We both laughed for a few minutes."Well, don't girls care about the size of their boobs?" Some do, others don't. I happen to be fine with mine."Dad came up to the bridge, reached over me and pulled back on the throttles. When he had the speed where he wanted it, he told me to watch the compass and make sure we were going north. I took the wheel, turned off the autopilot and steered the boat onto a north course. My dad went. A similar view would have been expected from the bedroom windows except for the café curtains and tall evergreen trees that masked the near view into Jessup. The women living with those men were therefore totally unaware of the most entrancing aspect of the view from the window. A man of slightly more than average height and standing at the window found himself looking directly down on the back yards and windows of the townsfolk below. If the women had been aware of the view they would.