..which made it even more appealing. Of course I wanted to see what they had in there! I began snooping, and before long I stumbled across their porn ...ag stash. I didn’t know what the magazines were...but after opening the pages of the book, and seeing naked women sprawled out on the pages...I knew it was wrong. Part of me wanted to put the magazine away, but the other part of me wanted to look. What were these women doing? I remember feeling a rush of adrenaline, and getting a tingly, warm. Surprise is a woman ... Surprise owns the boat. She hired me to do what I do best ... provision a yacht. And I stayed.”“She one of those snooty old rich folks?” Albert asked. “Crochety and difficult and looks like her pug dog?”“Umh ... no ... so far she’s just folks ... not as bad as Junior. She gives us shit and we give it right back.”“I do NOT!” I said. “You give me shit ... I figure you know what you’re doing so I take it.“Who is this and how did he get on board?”“Guilty,” said Junior. “I. She shifted on my lap a bit, & she had to feel the hard-on I was getting. Oh well, let her know what she had been doing to me for the whole damn year! I raised my hand up, and brought it down with some force, but not as hard as I could. She jumped & cried out, then jumped again as I followed quickly with another slap just as hard. Five more strikes followed, and by the seventh she was squirming in my lap, and breathing heavy. My eighth slap was not gentle, but a resounding smack that made her. ”Yeah... What's wrong with you?” He said flatly, looking me over suspiciously.”Nothings wrong with me!” I snapped. ”Whoa! No need to be so defensive. You just look funny, that's all.””Oh! Before, I looked so good that I gave you a hard-on, but now I look funny?””Never mind. Just forget it. Can I have my towel?””No!” again I snapped. When he walked up and interrupted me mid-orgasm, I hadn't the time to fix my bikini bottom so my fat steamy pussy was still hanging out, and so I was reluctant to.