"I'm really sorry, son," he said, and immediately walked into the house.There was furious activity the next week as the L___ household was wadded up f...r their adventure. I watched as the worked moved things in and out. I barely comprehended what was happening.Then came Saturday. The L___ station wagon came down the street, honking its horn, and everybody flocked from houses and apartments to see the family off.I walked to the back window and shook hands with David. He didn't look sad; he was on. Yes I had some personnel space but it was winter chilly and as the ferry crossed The Heads, it was uncomfortably choppy and rough. I knew I had to get outside to the rails and risk the sea spray or end up barfing over my recently acquired Burberry coat. The full trench was very fetching on me, classic iconic beige. I was an upwardly mobile woman at twenty-three, at an international finance house; yeah, but I was too junior for inner city parking space privileges. Hence the ferry. The salt spray. I quietly opened the door and went in to watch her and masturbate some more. I soon had a hard on and then she saw me. The slut looked at me quizzically but otherwise just stood there. I opened the shower door and went in grabbing hold of her ass as I did so. 'Do you like my cock?' I asked and she nodded slightly, 'so take hold of it'.She did so and then started to slowly wank me. As she did I ran my hands all over her, feeling her curves, finding her nipples; she gasped as I twisted them and. All the gloomand doom had abandoned me, I definitely was in the middle of a dream,those things don't usually happen to unlucky guys like me.Linda's voice brought me back to reality. "We talked a lot about youlast night but you know very little about me so I should probably tellyou a few things that you have to know."She stopped and gave me a side look. Her Cheshire cat smile was in herface."You probably have worked out that I am a well off person. I live in abig house in an up market suburb. I.