“So?” she asked.“What?” Brad responded, looking backwards as he began to pull out of the parking lot.“You butt fucked our eighteen year old ...irl.”He put the truck into drive and began negotiating their way to the highway they would take to get back home. They reached a stop sign and while the truck was idle, Brad fished out his cock. “What do you think?”Melissa leaned forward. She knew better than to buckle up since she would just have to unbuckle it eventually. Her husband loved to get his. Such a ting could be arranged, yes?”The attendant paused. “Sir, of course. One of our dockmen could take you where ever you would like. There would be a small charge, for fuel and such, of course. You understand sir.”“Ya, naturlich. Such would be expected,” Georg smiled.The attendant motioned Georg to the bar to wait, and disappeared to the dock area to arrange Herr Mainz’s “little cruise around the harbor.” The boat turned out to be a 25-footer with a small inboard motor, a cabin forward,. That way I wouldn't be so nervous and there would be a lot less chance somebody might recognize me. She suggested that I pack my Kathy clothes in a separate suitcase and when I got the chance I should go out in public. She told me to call her and she would help me get ready. I flew out to a large East Coast city. The first two days I was too busy with the conference and was too tired afterwards to go out. On the last night I was there I called Melissa and she took me step by step to get ready. She had some pretty rough images of you." she said."Sure, but I'm no shrinking violet. I knew she had them and I told her to put them on the net. I didn't want her blackmailing me. The fact that she had images of me sucking cock on the net helped me in the undercover work I did for you guys," I said. "It really was a win win situation." In the end that the conclusion we came to. As far as we could find out from her little girl friend, you two were never involved romantically." She left the.