I'd never encountered this in gents before, it's not really my kind of place - I prefer the woods!He looked over and I looked over and kept my eyebrow...raised but smiled a bit. He shrugged and smiled. I said, "Uh huh, well, if that's how you feel.." And I managed to start peeing, but my cock was filling with blood now. I wanted to suck his cock and feel it hot and hard in my mouth. "I do mate, that's how I feel," he laughed.I finished my pee, zipped up, looked at him, and walked over to the last. I wanted to see if they would say anything else." And did they?" Yes. One of them walked over to me and stood in front of me. He told me I looked 'fucking gorgeous' and that he couldn't wait to get a proper look of my 'lovely big tits'. I've never had a complete stranger look at me that way before. Then he stuck his hands out and pulled the front of my dress towards him so he could look down at my tits." Did he touch you?" No, no. Well, only..." Only what?" Well, while he was holding my dress. We eased out of the slip. Dad put one engine in forward and the other in reverse and the boat turned in its own length. We slowly exited the marina and then picked up a little speed, went out between the jetties and headed out off Point Loma. Dad wanted to catch some calico bass for supper the next night. It was a super pretty day, sunny and in the mid 70's. The wind was calm and there were hardly any waves. We had been out for a little over an hour and dad had caught four fish. Judy and. This was when things changed.I’m batting with my back to the house, facing away down the rear garden. About halfway down, there was a shed, which presumably had once been on the edge but now appeared to be amongst the rhododendrons forcing their wait all around it.I look to drive the ball to mid-off and miscue to covers and it disappears into the bushes behind the shed. We both spend a few minutes looking and then I realise I don’t need to be doing this, I have a slave!!!!! And I tell her that.