He decides to call on Petra. He makes his way to her store. He walks in and is confronted by Roxanne. He cannot stand this woman. He ignores her and g...es in search of Petra. She is nowhere to be found.He goes back to the front of the store, "Where is Petra?" She is not here." I can see that. Where is she?" She went to talk to the owner of a boutique on the other side." Susie?" I do believe that is the person."He just walks out. He heads up the street to Susie's boutique. He walks in and Pamela. Just hop in the shower and I’ll fix you some breakfast while you do.” Emma waddled away, naked and sleepy, towards the kitchen as Brent went to the bathroom.After showering, Brent dressed in his clothes from the day before and met Emma out in the kitchen. Emma was still completely nude and was eating some mixed fruit in a bowl. Across from her for Brent, she had set up a plate with a bagel with cream cheese, a pear, and some sausage links. The kitchen was filled with the delicious smell coming. Hit the key. Watch the oil pressure. If it doesn’t come up in fifteen seconds, shut it down. You do it.”She did. “Now?”“Let ‘er warm up at idle. Let’s go look at the mooring lines.”Ten minutes later she was holding the end of the last mooring line, a turn around a cleat, looped around a bollard on the dock. She was watching me. I shifted into reverse and signaled. She flipped the turn off the cleat, freeing it, and hauled the line in from the other end, piling it on deck. Okay, stowing lines. She tilted her head back while keeping her eyes closed and I moved to her neck. The soft spot on her neck smelled of her perfume which even excited me further. I kissed her behind the eyes and all over the neck. She went back on the sofa and was almost lying on her back. Sensing my moment I started feeling her breast, she arched her body a bit and was liking my touch. I slid my hands inside her top and touched her in flesh, it was the softest boobs that I had felt in my life. With one swift.