” continued Debra, “My poop hatch is like a dutch oven of rotting vegetation, air biscuits, flatus, cut cheese and quief. That particular fart wa... a real cheek flapper of gaseous intestinal by-products. I wouldn’t be surprised if the entire surrounding area has to be fumigated considering those lingering free-floating anal vapors I’ve left behind. It sounded like I stepped on a couple of huge ducks. It wasn’t very lady like of me.” “I’d still love to toss your salad” replied Ralph. “I might. They had borrowed Denise's room several times. Denise hadn't followed up on her threat to stay and watch, and Alex was not foolish enough to bring it up himself. Besides, he was ecstatically happy with Rachel, both in bed and out.As Rachel got comfortable with her body, she started wearing more revealing clothes. She was, indeed, hot, and other boys were noticing. Alex was sometimes scared that Rachel's newfound ease with social interaction and confident physical attitude would lead her to try. By the time we left, I no longer had to wear the eye patch, but still had to put the drops in, and the same was true with the bandages and ointment. We drove to Boston's Logan airport, and then took a short flight to New York. Once there, we went to a Marina on the Hudson River near W 22nd street.When we went aboard, we placed our stuff on the boat. It was just over sixty-five feet, and had the captain's cabin in the stern. There was a second cabin in the bow, and a full galley and lounge in. Just as it would shock him to learn that she had done so to prevent him from learning about even more obscene sexual acts that Sarah had willingly performed years before.Lowering her eyes, Sarah blinked back tears of shame and frustration. Oh, if only I hadn't done that pornographic modeling! she lamented. Then I would not be in the awful predicament I am today, forced to have illicit sex with my husband's own brother, a man I despise. But Sarah knew that she had had no other choice at the.