She danced and gyrated for me a moment, and then stooddirectly in front of me; her curvy waist mere inchesfrom my face that musk was much stronger now... and Isaw why. Underneath my son’s jacket, Nikki has nounderwear or even leggings. She threaded her fingersthrough my hair, “I see you like my ass,” before I knewit, she undid the jacket and gave me a birds eye viewof her overheated slit, “You’ll love my pussy!” Almost involuntarily, I dove into her. Before we left, I complimented Karen on her appearance, tellingher how nice she looked. We went to the Grand Salon where dinner was to be served.Many of the passengers had the same though about dressing fordinner as we did. The men wore their tuxedos, the women wore avaried assortment of long gowns or dressy blouses and longskirts. Several of their outfits caught my eye, including a goldsatin ball gown skirt and I pointed them out to Karen for hercomment. We made our way to a table with two. I ducked into the engine compartment and saw water running along the propeller shaft, and traced the flow back to the shaft packing gland, I slipped a wrench around it and tightened it up, the water slowed to a trickle, then stopped altogether. Good. Problem one solved. Now on to number two. I poled around the boat with a boat hook and felt solid mud from the middle of the hull forward, and open water behind me. Good news there, too. Now all I had to do was back out into the channel, assuming. I felt like Buddha receiving enlightenment. Her eyes… I had just told her I loved her. I waited so long to say it. I prayed many nights about what her response would be when I finally said it. Then her lips parted and it was like a dream… ‘I love you too…’ And then I looked into her eyes. It must have been forever that I looked into those great big beautiful green eyes. My eyes fell to her lips. Back to her eyes. My eyes closed. We moved closer. I had longed for this moment… closer… I had.