Each engine was powerful enough to plane the boat on their own. If one of the engines ran into trouble you had the security of being able to get home ...n the other. I looked the big Trophy over and Barry told me that he had sort of went a little overboard on this one and kind of bought it for himself and the family. He told me that it would be mine for the summer and that it was not in service right now. He told me to go ahead and take it out in the morning and get used to it and run it on a. She was wearing white Capri pants, a blue work shirt and a large, floppy straw hat. Her light brown hair was cut above her shoulder and it poked out from under the hat she wore. She wore sunglasses, but removed them as she spoke to me, revealing large seductive brown eyes. "Follow me to the garage, Charles," she said as she led the way around the house. "Is it okay if I call you Charles?" "Charles is okay, but my friends all call me Chas. I kinda like it better than Charles, Mrs. Jackson.. Suddenly, Carl’s hand shot out, and he grabbed my by the waistband of my skirt, and dragged me roughly over to him. Still sitting, he bunched up the rest of my skirt in his hand, exposing my knickers in front of the leering, horny men, and with his other hand, roughly pulled my gusset aside, and, without hesitating, rammed his finger up inside my dry pussy, hard. It was so sudden, and so painful, that i moaned out in pain, and my knees nearly buckled underneath me, but that just helped him push. As far as I knew then, however, only Gray and I had crossed over to the dark-red bliss realm of extramarital intrigue within that crowd. (Gray, of course, already had a rap sheet of forbidden cunt, only beknownst to me after he’d laid me good and made me come out of my bloody fucking mind enough times that the knowledge of his other infidelities lost their overall import.)I called Gray and Lynn’s house. Oh, I feel terrible, I hate to ask. Sonny can’t come, I guess I could get a cab but… No, no,.