Large waves were crashing against the shore and rising into the air. It was a first class storm.The boat! We should have pulled in the boat Saturday n...ght! Instead, the wind and the waves were tossing it around and crashing it into the dock! Then, the bow line snapped! With only the stern line holding the boat to the dock, it snapped around more furiously then ever!If anyone could save the boat, it was me. With no further thought, I rushed outside and ran to the dock. Nadia saw me leave and. Somehow, the stranger had gotten the best of me and he was all I could think about. His hair, dark, almost black was combed unevenly to the side and I still remember how his fringe stuck to his moist forehead when he was jerking off. He was about 6’1 and lean, not precisely strongly built like a body builder for instance, but I could tell he did his fair share of weight lifting occasionally. What struck me the most were the deep black holes of nothingness where his eyes were meant to be,. Janis planned to copy Betty and go sans panties.Gladys was planning a French Maid uniform made of red satin, a white lace choker with a red satin bow tie, red lace Wonder Bra, red satin garter panties with white frills sewn across the rump, red fish-net hose, and red pumps with four-inch heels.Lucy was going as a sexy witch. Her all black dress was a shiny, satin fabric. The skirt was micro-mini length, with a saw-tooth hem. She had a black satin garter belt, sheer black hose with black satin. Her breasts were full, but not big, 34B Id say. Her skin on each dome was slightly paler than on her flat toned stomach, below which was a triangular nest of fine dark curls which cried out for my fingers to ruffle. As I raised my gaze to her eyes, taking in her raspberry erect nipples on the way (with note to self: suck), she had her attention on the growing mound sprouting from my shorts front. Thing is, I always get a rapid response from the trouser monster at any hint of action and it had.