With the welter of emotions she was now living with, she found that her old interest in writing verse was renewed.Putting her feelings in words was th...rapeutic, and the words flowed from her as they never had before. Contrary to things she had done before, she found herself putting very private thoughts and feelings into her poems. At first, she felt guilty, somehow thinking it was wrong to do. But she had begun to question every guilty feeling lately, and she could find no reason for any guilt. RtD was a summer weekend event held one Saturday per month and was designed to draw visitors AND their money into the area. By what I could tell, it was successful. The area by the waterfront was packed with folks of all ages. Shops and restaurants were jammed full, wall to wall, and boats of all sorts lined the piers and wharfs. In fact, in many places where boats were docked to the wharf or pier, other boats were tied next to them so as to form a stack of boats three or four boats. “All the better to protect your luscious body,” Mike said.Deciding not to react to his comment, Melinda asked, “When are we leaving or are we just going to sit here and pretend to fly?”Picking up a plastic coated checklist, Mike said, “As soon as we get through the checklist. Do you want to read it out to me?”Taking the list, Melinda scanned the items on it. It seemed pretty substantial and complete. She read out the first item and watched Mike transform into a very serious minded individual.. I give him a big smile and ask, “Well big boy, what do you think?” He reached up and held each of my boobs in his hands. He was gentle and slowly started rubbing my nipples with this thumbs. He looked at me and said, “Boobs are the reason that I married Bonnie.” “I love big boobs and they really turn me on, especially when I can hold them and play with them like this.” He motioned to Bonnie and said, “Hey babe, come over here and give Beti a great big kiss.” She walked up right in front.