Eventually, we switched on and motored. We discovered the power of the engine to be deficient.We went on to the east side of Lappeenranta and by river...and Finnish and Russian canals to Vyborg.We had an English speaking Russian river pilot with us from the Sumoi/Russian border to Vysotsk. And we very glad of it. His name, being unpronounceable, became Ivan.Ivan had our particulars for the boat and our passports for the various busybodies that flock to any petty bureaucratic office.He recruited. I started as a part time sales girl. With the help of looks and experience flirting I soon became the best sales girl, eventually becoming full time. But the flirting and occasional one night stands weren't enough. I secretly started working as a stripper at night. It wasn't at a regular strip club or gentleman's club. It was at a bar. I would walk around in a bikini offering lap dances to the people that would come in for a drink. I enjoyed the thrill of meeting strange (horny) men, letting. Mary Jo felt that ten minutes of oral sex from Lisa was fittingrevenge. "No woman ever licked my pussy before but I'm pleased to make youthe first," snarled Mary Jo. Pulling up a chair in front of the helpless captiveLisa was grabbed by the hair and for the next ten minutes her tongue workednonstop causing Mary Jo to cum repeatedly. Before the session was finishedNora snapped a frontal photo of Mary Jo clearly showing her engaged in oralsex with another female. It was explained to her that this. Especially out here in the woods, in the rain, inside this small cemetery. I sit in the cab of my old truck, listening to the rain tell the story, and wait for Melinda.We don’t have nice winter weather around here. Seems like it’s always cold, cloudy, and raining. About all it’s good for is hunting, mostly deer. Only I don't hunt—not anymore.But this became my favorite time of year because of Melinda. I was driving home after wasting most of a Saturday down in the bottoms trying to get that big.