The boat was certainly living up to its reputation as a fast cruiser / racer, but I felt somehow we weren’t quite getting everything out of her perf...rmance. Coincidentally, I had a call from Mick Lee on the Monday night, asking me how the boat was going, whether we had gone cruising, and if next Sunday would be a good day for him to come out with us racing, so he could see how the sails performed. I thought that would be a great plan; Sunday’s race was the second heat of the Retriever Trophy, a. We couldn't kiss on the first date and the second, we did get to recline on the couch together and that's when I learned that NOTHING was ever going to happen.Let's see. She had on a zillion layers of clothing starting with a pair of "Grandma" panties and topped off with a "Grandma" Girdle that covered her from almost to her knees to over her belly button. Now she didn't need one of those and I can hear her getting dressed, "I need to protect myself from the impure!"How did I know what she was. The woman in the scene really took charge! She was riding the shit out of the guy she was fucking. Jackie seemed to enjoy it, so much that she started rubbing her pussy. She pulled her panties to one side and began fingering herself furiously. “Let me get that for you,” I whispered. I sucked two of my fingers and stuck them right in her cunt. She had to cover her mouth to suppress a scream that she wanted desperately to let out. I took my fingers out of her and sucked her juices off, then stuck. .. You’re here tonightAbby’s eyes grew misty with deepening love and pride for Brad. Her chin began to quiver with raw emotion, her eyes watered, a tear trickled down her cheek. Wendy nudged Karen, who touched Vicky. “Look at Abby and noticed her tears? See that expression on her face? Has she ever got it bad for Brad!”I can be your hero, babyI can kiss away the painI will stand by you foreverYou can take my breath away. (“You take mine away too!”)Oh, I just want to hold youI just want to hold.