‘Orange for me, what?’ Bernadette prompted. ‘Please,’ David said, and then paused for a long moment. ‘Fart face.’ ‘Uh huh, now you get n...thing,’ Bernadette said, serving the others their drinks. ‘I’m bigger than you,’ David threatened. ‘And I’m bigger than you,’ Richard threatened back. ‘Not for long,’ David shot back. ‘Then I guess I better kill you now so you don’t get bigger than me, huh?’ Richard said. ‘Richard, that’s not nice,’ Bernadette chided him lightly, touching his arm to let him. She kissed him back with fervor. His hands roamed over her body. He took his time as he stroked, squeezed, caressed her every inch. He ran his hands up her arms to her shoulders, then down her back. He played with her breasts for a long time, pinching her nipples and kneading her tits until she became flushed and her pussy got soaked. He ran his hands down her belly to her hips and down her legs, tracing the sleek muscles of her calves, then back up. He nudged her knees apart and slowly. " Where are you going to place them Aba?" Constance asked looking around the deck."Top of the gunwales, two aft and two astern, both sides, port and starboard, but because of the weight we'll need to hire a carpenter to stiffen up the ribbings before we can mount them Captain," Aba told Carmen."I know just the man," she responded smiling.The carpenter was commissioned and after having come aboard and assessing the task he returned with the necessary supplies and tools and then went straight to. "I know you are a Type-A type, as I have seen you at work, and that was part of my attraction to you, but seeing this side is something new -- and not unattractive -- with some work. Here are the ground rules: 1) You are not to refer to yourself by your name at any time when you are dressed. I think I will call you Andrea. 2) I run the show; that means I run Andrea. 3) Any violation of these rules and this goes on my facebook page." She showed me a picture on her camera that she must have taken.