Like in the big watery middle of nowhere and trusting her birthing to me.Besides, there seemed to be plenty of money in tugboats. But what did I know....A tug looked to be a decent investment ... if people kept shipping in and out they needed tugboats ... as long as the ships kept sailing.I bought a tug ... just off the ways. One hundred and thirty-nine feet. First diesel tugboat on the river ... every other tug was steam.The day I signed the paperwork and presented my certified check, the. "How about a 'yes, sir'." Yes, Sir." I say without even thinking.I clean up his plate and glass and then we head back to work. After work he invites me to his place again for games and dinner. I agree and ask what we're having."Nothing special. I though we'd just get a pizza." That sounds good." I replied."Tell you what, why don't you go home and shower and change then bring the pizza over. Say about 6:30." Yes, Sir." I replied without even realizing I had said it again.So at 6:30, I knocked on. But today something happened that changed my life forever. I was leaning back, my eyes closed, enjoying her mouth on my cock, so I didn’t hear the door open. The next time I looked up, Chelsea’s niece Haley was standing in the doorway. Haley was a younger Chelsea. She had just recently turned 13, but already had curves to kill. Nice ample breasts and a round ass that begged to be slapped. She to liked wearing tight clothes, because she knew she had a great body. Today she was wearing a tight. Maybe it was something to do with the fact that she wasn’t watching her step, but whatever it was, she tripped. Her heel scraped against the stone and her ankle wobbled. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she lurched forward. She tumbled down the stairs, her face pale, her arms flailing helplessly. It all happened so suddenly that he didn’t have time to make a sound. His arms were outstretched, as if he could catch her. She was lying face down at the bottom of the stairs, breathing in short.