Do you think you can agree to that?’ Agree? At that point, I’d have agreed to anything! I nodded, not daring to speak. ‘Second,’ she continued... ‘the only rule for tonight is that we enjoy ourselves and take our time. We have the whole night ahead of us.’ With that, she nibbled my ear and said softly, ‘Make love to me.’ I melted. All of a sudden, my legs refused to hold me up, and I sank back down onto the couch. She joined me, and we kissed, long, slow, melting kisses. I had never known kisses. I motored over and picked up the bridle, then moved over to my boat and rigged it up. ‘Alright!’ I yelled across the water. ‘Ready when you are…’ ‘You pull in that direction,’ he said as he pointed off to my right. ‘I’ll pull in that direction,’ indicating my left side. I motored over to the indicated angle and looked back at Turtle-man, it really was amazing, the guy looked just like a big gray turtle as he moved behind the wheel of his sailboat. He looked over to me as he drifted away from. ” I stand and approach you. My hands reach upwards and in one long slow stroke, I slide my fingertips down your arms, your sides, waist, hips and ass until I reach the hem of your nightie. I lift it upward, slowly, slowly revealing your red panties, your tummy, over the red bra until finally it slips over your head. You drop your hands to your sides. In the dim light of the room, your white skin makes the red of your bra and panties seem deeper, almost blood red. “Do you like what. What a softy he is. You know he already has the baby a toy Harley? It's almost embarrassing to see him acting like a little kid, waiting for Christmas."Shawn's eyes misted over as she said, "I wish I could be embarrassed like that." Oh, my God!" replied an ashamed Teresa. "Shawn, I wasn't thinking. I'm so sorry! Hobo would have been the same way, wouldn't he?" Yes, he would."The room fell silent for a moment as the thoughts of Shawn's husband, Hobo, filled the room. This man had given his life.