As we got to the marina the heavens opened and we made a dash for our boat, the wind was up and it had turned cold, we all dived down into the saloon,...it was lovely and warm down below after leaving the heating on. You ended up sitting next to him around the table as I made us all a brew. I noticed his hand was on your thigh again but he moved it when he noticed me looking. I went to get changed out my wet clothes and came back to join you. His hand was back on your leg and your dress was now. He looked for his size in the bin below the wall and grabbed a shirt. The clerk came over to him and asked, "Can I help you?" Yeah," he answered. "I'll take this shirt, but what's a co-ed beer pissing contest?"The clerk told him what a co-ed tandem beer-pissing contest was while they approached the cash register.He checked out and headed back outside to go home with his prize. He took the subway down to the World Trade Center then hopped a PATH train home to the Jersey side.Once home to his. I play music and strat to dance. About 30 mins Dance contionously. Then I heard the sound of door bell. I thought I will be my step mom. I helped dacing. I opend the door. But unfortunatly It was not her. There was a well build black guy. He asked for my step mom . I said she is not at home now .she will return in few mins. So I invitied him in anf sit until she come . Then I again went to my room and start to dance. After few mins I feel some one is looking at me. Then I so the john who came. Do you want to?"She started undoing her pants hurriedly. She was wearing jeans and a yellow blouse.I, too, steeled myself and made a split-second decision. This was a rare opportunity. "Of course I want to look," I said. "I love watching women piss. It's actually one of my special turn-ons." That was it. She was going to freak, or she was going to like it.I guess she liked it, because she pulled her pants all the way off, with her panties and her slip-on shoes, tossing them a good ten feet.