$25 a week or a hundred a month. Cheap ... but damned inconvenient. I had to go to the university every day. That meant the dinghy ... and the Yamaha ...utboard that had never given me a lick of trouble ... until now.Now ... I didn’t have time to fix it. Part of my doctorate was teaching basic algebra to older young adults. You can imagine... “Hey, kid. You waiting for someone?” He was big. He was blond. He was wearing a football jersey. Sorry ... rugby shirt. He was gods gift.“No time! I have. 'Ohh shit ' She gasped. 'Do it again please' I picked up her thong and stuck it in her mouth. 'I told you to be quiet, this is my ass to fuck' With that I hoisted up her ass to get into her better. I started to fuck her hard and fast, I gave her hole no rest as she quietly moaned while my cock shafted all the way into her. I continued fucking her hard, I spanked her nipples, making them stiff, hard and the areolas go pink. I loved this, too long had I waited to take her slut ass. 'Ohhhh Jez. “Hurry up,” she said as she climbed into the bed.He continued to stare at the doorway while she settled in, and he finished unbuttoning his shirt. He slipped it off, and at a loss of what to do, let it flutter to the floor.“Not bad,” she cooed at the sight of his bared chest.He glanced toward her when she spoke, and immediately wished he hadn’t. She was caressing her right breast with one hand, and the other was between her parted thighs.“Get them off and come here,” Sabrina instructed.He. This was as near a challenge to a fight as one ship could give another, so we knew that we had found our pirates.Both ballistas were made ready for the upcoming fight and pistols were issued to every crewman. The hand grenade boxes were placed at the proper locations on the deck and everybody took their action stations. Alice and I stayed out of the fight and let Captain Scotia handle the whole thing. He ordered the two ballistas aimed at specific targets and prepared to sail between them. Once.