But, if not ... that was something that should be done. Pole, Watu, Kikker, Elf, Gritic ... what was their life cycle? Where did they prefer to settle... What was their culture like? That knowledge should be collected, studied. Lower animals, too. And plants. Farmers, hunters, and herdsmen probably knew all, but it should be written down. Shared. He'd have to talk to His Grace about it. The King liked that kind of thing. Didn't necessarily like finding the funds to pay for it, but he understood. We phoned and phoned and neither of us could get a date. So we went anyway. It was weird the two of us going but wtf, we wanted to see the movies so bad we didn't care if it looked kind of gay.Watching Inger Stevens soon had my boner popping out of my pants and since Dale and I had jerked each other off many times, I unzipped, lowered my shorts and underwear and proceeded to jerk off. Dale said "don't you dare cum in the car. My Dad or Mom will see your pecker tracks". Just then a couple near. . steward. He's the man who makes final decisions. "We need our boat measured and pay the necessary fees for the A&B Race." That's the K5?" Yes, sir." It's 44 feet. I've seen the plans." No, sir. She's 45 on the water line." How close?" Exact, sir." How measured?" On the hard at Palmer Johnson ... between perpendiculars." Thanks for being honest. What are your plans for today?" he asked.Grace said, "Pull her, scrape the weed, check her fairings, repaint the bottom, wax, polish, unload anything. My hands moved sensuously up and down her legs, my fingers kneading her tight muscles. At the same time her two nylon covered feet were rubbing my now rock hard cock. I told her how sexy she was and how amazing I felt at that very moment. “You’re my fantasy come to life.” She smiled, “Thank you for the massage,” then went on to tell me how erotic our few minutes had been for her too. After that there weren't many words said for a few minutes, just looks, smiles and soft breathing. Barbara.