They made small talk for a couple of minutes and then Bridget excused herself to go use the restroom. Jake looked at Gina and she stared back at him, ...er eyes like ripe almonds.“Thank you for coming. My heart skipped a beat when I saw you,” he said.“I’m glad we came. You sound good.”“Is that why you came, to hear some music? Because there’s music all over town right about now, it’s happy hour.” Jake leaned forward. “Or did you come here to stalk me?”Gina smiled. “To stalk you, I guess. But. I wonder how she managedit and where she is now?Turning onto one of Canoga Park's main shopping streets, I wasannoyed to discover the road blocked by stopped traffic. Withthe unplanned absences my role as Mantra often forced on methe last thing I needed was to get a reputation for lateness,too. Leaning forward in an attempt to discover what the holdup was, I was surprised to see bursts of light and the crackleof energy discharges up ahead. I instantly knew what this mustmean: a battle between. I could not believe,I was kissing a man... and I liked it! Even by writing this down, I feelmy pussy getting wet.We returned hand in hand and as we reached the others, the girls beganbombarding me with questions, until, blushing, I admitted we kissed. Iadmitted we are "staying together" (an actual slang I learned from theconstant gossiping of the girls). Sara observed, with obvioussatisfaction, my adaptation in the role of a girl.After we returned to the resort, I realized I was tired and,. Setting the autopilot, I went below, to the stern. "Anyone want to play with the lady?" I asked. "She's over dressed, and probably needs a good coating of this, too."I tossed them the bottle of sun screen, and went back to my piloting.Back up on the flying bridge, I took control of the boat again, looking down on our guests as they gathered around Jenny. I knew Jenny wouldn't talk now, that she'd take whatever came now without complaint, without saying a word.Oh, she'd probably moan some,.