While I was standing at an angle to the window Grace took her bottle of oil and poured a great deal in the palm of her hand and innocently started to ...over her friends shoulders. A moment later she began to work on her legs from her calves on upward until she was stroking her friends bum and working in the oil to keep those precious cheeks soft.My cock was involuntarily moving in my shorts and beginning to ache. My testosterone was high after my workout as it always is and I didn't want a. .. She never left the fast lane all this time... She was getting hornier by the second and felt she was getting close to actually cumming... Just as she was getting ready a motorbike passed her and suddenly blue lights were flashing right in front of her. A policeman! "Oh shit!" she though, putting both hands back on the wheel immediately. She lost track of how fast she was going but it certainly wasn't slow.He motioned for her to follow him and they moved across to the slow lane. Eventually he. He had also told her that she did not have to become involved but she had seen through that straight away. She was still clearly not going to tell him what her problem was. What was he to do next? A further direct approach in the near future was clearly out of the question. It would upset her too much. He wondered whether her parents might be able to help. He somehow doubted it. Isobel had inferred that she was distant from them. Was that part of her problem? He decided he would ring Henry. I passed my class on larger boats. I could now legally captain any of the family and company Swans and ... much to my disgust ... any power ship up to nine hundred ninety nine tons ... noisy fuckers. Most of the class work and labs was tugs, ocean going vessels and their ilk.I took the train from Helsinki to Lahti and Lahti to the Kouvola junction were I hitched a ride on one of the many timber trains headed for the mills of Syväsatama and the fisheries where Wendy and my boat, the Baltic 45.