Sarah stood to greet me. “Hi, Ron, how are you today.”“Struggling, mate, I’m struggling. I have tried to talk to Ronnie but she has turned it ...ll around on me. I feel as if the weight of the world is on my shoulders. I’m not coping at all. I don’t even understand why I feel so depressed. Maybe I’ve got a mental issue. I’m always the one who keeps his head when things go wrong. I just can’t cope with the way I feel today.”“You don’t look well at all. Come here and let me make you feel. ” oOoWalterI was parked across the street and watching the couple through the windows with my binoculars. They were holding hands, which in itself wasn’t too bad. I could get that. I watched them eat, drink and laugh. Nothing was out of the way, nothing kinky and Jack acted like a gentlemen. Maybe I had made the wrong decision to follow them?When they came out about two hours later I figured they would head home so I let them take off with a long head start but as I drove out onto the main road. " They stared at the ceiling for a few minutes and she said, "So, do you want to fuck Shauna?" No. What makes you think that and keep asking me?" I dunno. You've fucked her before." A long time ago before she married Len." Well, Len is in New York and she is here. Len has two luau dancers with him and she's here wriggling in her seat with no sex. You can bet Len's dick is wet every night with one or both of those pretty girls." So you want to rent me out, it that it?" No. Rent free." I really. On the next morning, and fortified with a hearty breakfast with their friends, Thomas and Mirabel, with Robert Leeds and Bartleby, set out for Deptford on a large wherry. On her insistence, Teresa joined them as she, like Mirabel, had yet to see the Clyde, and they were both curious. The plan was for Mirabel and Bartleby to go over the after cabin and assess the needs for entertaining Clyde‘s former captains two days later. Mirabel would be the hostess after all.The wherry hooked on to Clyde‘s.