I have to admit ... she did a wonderful job. The bow compartment was a vee birth and raising the main cabin overhead to 6 feet 9 inches gave enough cl...arance to allow a larger stern master suite. The bigger diesel daddy provided shortened the salon to 20 feet but everything fit.Nice boat.After one last look-see the crew said, let'er rip.The donkey engine started sliding the cradle down the slip and down down down.Someone forgot to close the seacock.Oops! Then the donkey engine suffered one of. "Mom, what's the matter?" I asked, already suspecting.She looked up, surprised, again trying to stop the weeping."Oh, Darin, Pete's gone!" was all she got out before breaking into tears once again."Gone? You mean... ?" Yes. He said he felt trapped, that I was smothering him." The ungrateful bastard," I breathed."Darin! you shouldn't use language like that." And why not? After all you've given him -- I mean all the love you've given him and then he just walks out." I ... I thought he wanted to. Understood? Yes Master, Emma says.Ned circles Emma looking her up and down. Kneel whore, Ned says. Emma sinks to her knees. Ned stops in front of her face. He unbuckles his belt and opens his pants. Sliding them off and tossing them aside he grins down at Emma. I am so going to enjoy using your fat disgusting body whore. Reach into my boxers and free my prick. Emma reaches up, sliding her hand into Ned's boxer fly. She feels his limp cock and draws it out from the opening. Ned has an evil glint. From where I was standing I could see the guy's dick pumping in and out of her. He was up on his hands pumping her hard. I could see her moving her hips in time to his strokes. She was obviously enjoying herself. I was about to start yelling when I noticed that a bunch of my neckties were in the room. Four of them were tied to the bed like they'd were intended to restrain someone. After I saw that I recalled some of what took place the night before. I remembered helping the guys talk my wife.