I grabbed her hips and ground myself against that perky caboose. She giggled and ground her ass right back against me till she managed to get the door...open.Just inside she pushed me up against the wall and kissed me. I kissed back, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her hard against my body. My hands slid down to her ass and squeezed, making her moan in my mouth. Her hand slipped down between us and traced the outline of my rapidly hardening cock."Ooh, you weren't k**ding," Kaley said.. She was often silly at times, but was always herself, not caring what anyone else thinks. And sometimes she was that little girl who hid behind her mother peeking out at the stranger. She was susceptible to being overly self-conscious, so he indulged her whims. To him she was someone who would always love him, accept the imperfect him, understand the confused him, even when he was the wrong him, because that was the only version she knew how to be. “You’re my favorite,” he said offhand.. "You could get the mizzen hoisted, if you will." Okay." I thought I detected relief in her tone in that one word as she turned and headed aft. I finished getting the main up and headed forward to get the anchor in. She wasn't far behind."Now what?" Brush," I said, pointing to a scruffy coarse broom. "Dip it in the river and see how much of the mud and weed on the chain you can get off as I heave the chain in."It was cold, wet and not terribly pleasant, but not a word of complaint did she. "There's no reward without risk. If you win, you get to fuck my ass, but if you lose, I get to fuck yours." "You get to what?" Jason asked in surprise. "You heard me," Nichole told him seriously. "I have a cock too. He's not as impressive as you, and he's made of latex, but he'll get the job done. His name is Bruce." "You can't be serious," Jason wasn't sure what to think. "I am always serious about fucking," Nichole told him frankly. "That's the game. Now, do you want a shot at this tight.