The boats that float still sink for many reasons; navigational difficulties, inclement weather, poor or inaccurate charts, dense fog, smoke from fores... fires, and rocks and shoals ... and wrecks. Striking a sunken boat that wasn't there the last time you were accounted for other wrecks. 'Washed ashore next to the Betty Ann and went to pieces in the storm.'Grace and I were, surveying, in our own little way, the shallows. The 35 foot mark is the least water the 'Bulker' of the day, 1955, could. I moved my mouth to one of her knees and softly kissed it, and gradually left kisses up her inner thigh. In between each soft kiss, I looked into eyes to watch them close as a sigh left her lips. I pushed her skirt up and was kissing all the way up to her pussy and she spread her legs more so I can gain easier access. As a tease, my mouth jumped across her pussy to her other thigh, kissing back to her knee. I worked my way back up to her pussy again and this time, kissed right above it, then. I think it's only fitting that you get a dose of what you were planning for others, delivered to you." "Get real, Ebony," retorted Jeanne. "Even Barocca didn't know for sure what she was doing with all this stuff, or if it would really work." Ebony glared at Jeanne in surprise. "Besides, Ebony," Jeanne continued, "everybody knows that the only reason you're around here is for your muscle. And the only reason that Dee Dee keeps you on the Island is because you've got more dick than brains,. I have a real short skirt but I'm going to wear black checkered tights. It will make me look like a hooker but I won't be showing my ass. Of course red lipstick and long earrings. I have a black long haired wig also." Can I buy you when we get home from the party?" I smiled."If you're good, you might get a freebie," she replied.Our kids were getting up and asked Susie if she would make them some pancakes. She told them sure and started getting the stuff out to make them. There I was finishing.