Amy, Amos, and Zack got together and figured out how to cobble together a tractor from a large motor in the new trimaran and other parts that were lyi...g around. A container was cut in half and a jetski motor was mounted inside. Some wheels were found for the half container to ride on, and the biggest problem was steering. They sweated over that one for a while, but finally came up with a method which required a strong driver, though it did work well enough until they had time to work out a. I promise. It helps my back a lot.’ Cameron had injured his back in a work-related incident a few years ago and had been left with nagging pain in it ever since. ‘By myself,’ she said slowly. ‘I will just help you so you don’t kill yourself getting into the jacuzzi. Then I will give you all the time you need.’ He nodded in agreement. ‘Alone,’ he added when he saw the annoyance on her face. ‘Promise?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Well, let me just get my suit on. You wait here.’ She stood up and started making her. I pushed harder into the woman's crotch which was indication for her to be more bold. She slid both her hands round my waist and I saw they were older hands than mine, somewhat wrinkled but not enough to classify as old. Her hands moved to my front, my friend saw what was happening and reached out to stop them but I parryed her away and shook my head. The hands stroked the top of my shorts and I could now feel the warm, jagged breath of my fondler behind my ear."mmmm stay still little dove" she. Or maybe, you thought, it was he who had the tidiness bug. But it hardly mattered for you wanted nothing to do with Mr Dougherty for you never did have time for transvestites, transsexuals, cross-dresssers or others of that ilk. Except for lesbians, of course and the thought made you smile. Yes, lesbians were an exception; you pondered that you'd rather like to see two women going down on one another. Maybe if you could find a second slave, then she and Mrs Dougherty could fulfil that.