Both the water maker and the desalinization machine are working and the ice maker is working too. Between the water tank, and the water maker, we will...have all we need." So you're telling me the boat is ready for me to just step on and take off," I asked the smiling Mercy."Aye, aye, Captain. That it is."Sue and Juanita came and took Mercy by the hand and pulled her up. "Come on, Mate, we have some packing to do."They were going to do some serious damage to the closet space on the boat.Beth. I could do this.Without warning I felt a sharp, hard pinch. My eyes flashed open, wide with pain. Glancing down I saw a clothespin firmly attached to my hard, sensitive nipple. It hurt. But you knew it would. Just like you knew how hypersensitive my nipples were, how I was able to convert some pain to pleasure but not others. How the Icy Hot was a pain I enjoyed, but the clothespins were not. How this pain was one that always overwhelmed me, a limit that I wasn’t sure I could push. The bite of. You don't know everything about me, just like I don't knoweverything about you. This is the truth, though: I've never experiencedanything like the things we did today. All of it. The salon, the teahouse, and the... everything that happened after that. I've never had aday like this. I've never had anything CLOSE to a day like this. It wasso foreign to me that I literally couldn't think about anything elseall day long. I was completely in the moment the whole time, evenstarting with when I was. This is one of the repressions during my hetero relationship, she would never allow me to do anything that was considered “girly” and always told me to “man up” that’s why the abundance of pink, I went all out. Just looking back now that was a pretty toxic relationship.I was pretty happy with my new clothes, I have a very slim body and lack significant facial and body hair, I always hated that about me, but now I feel thankful for it.Next thing on my list was my anal capacity: I decided to be.