JW baited up a couple of hooks with a quarter slice of rind-on bacon and weighted the line with a couple of half ounce weights. No sooner had the line...gone slack than Wham! Bam! Thank you Ma’am! Two 27 inch eight pound blue cod ... and we still had the bacon. Fresh fish from the bottom, six hundred feet below the keel. Ice cold. Two fed us three days. Even blue cod can get old.Bluff.Bluff is at the end of a peninsula that forms the western side of Bluff Harbour and Awarua Bay, with the port. He was very agitated and almost incoherent.“Take a deep breath, Jesse,” she said calmly, putting her arm around his shoulders. “Just breathe, Jesse, just breathe.”Gradually, following her advice, he began to calm down. She recognized his “thousand yard stare” and it worried her. He was on the edge she knew, and she continued to hold him, hoping it would restore him to something approximating his normal self. It didn’t happen right away, but over the next ten minutes or so, Jesse appeared to. She had on short shorts and a white undershirt,so thin I could see the tanlines on her tits.She sat in a chair across from me with her chin resting on her knees.Her shorts had slid over to one side and when she moved,I could see her pussy.She was shaved smooth and my cock got hard immediately.I had a crush on her from the first time I saw her in a bikini.She and my aunt used to lay out in the yard all the time when they were younger. I heard the water stop and my aunt came in the room wearing a. I sat in the living room downstairs waiting for Mrs. stevens because she took a little longer than me. When she came downstairs, I can hardly describe it but I could see why she took a lot longer than me. Let me try to describe it. She almost floated down the steps, not wearing shoes yet but she paused to put on her high heels. Putting on heels while standing up really forces the guy watching with his jaw open to stare at your legs and try not to drool. The shoes were great too. I think I.