”Martin smiled as he walked away and Jen and I stared at each other.“Are you sure?” I asked.Jen again gritted her teeth and smiled, “No! But I...want to!”“You know that he is going to fuck you, don’t you?” I said softly as my mouth moved towards hers.“Yes, I do. Oh my God.”“And you want him to?” I asked softly.“God yes I do!” Jen said in a shaky voice.“He is going to fuck you before I do, and on our wedding night,” I said with a smile.“I know, oh God, and you won’t get to fuck me on our wedding. I stopped in a few marinas along the way to get familiar with the boat and living aboard. Towards the end of the first week I pulled into a marina just south of Jacksonville. As I secured my boat I heard the "nightlife" sounds of a nearby bar. The dock master pointed me in the direction and informed me that it was a great place. I showered and shaved and decided I'd go mingle with the locals. The place was your typical waterfront restaurant/bar. Jimmy Buffet playing on the jukebox and. . We decided to put on the final decision for the next day. We went back to our hotel, had our dinner at the restaurant and went up to our room. “Are you going to take a shower, Rahul?” “I guess so, auntie.” “Okay, But I’ll take mine first.” She said and went to the bathroom quickly.After a couple of minutes, she emerged again, her body wrapped in a towel. ”Your turn now, Rahul.” She said and I went into the bathroom. She was already clad in her pajamas and doing herself in front of the mirror. Now stop being a pussy and walk, God damn it!" The tears that spilled down her cheeks betrayed her harsh words.Cameron stopped trying to lie down and looked at her. He showed his blood stained teeth in the rictus of a smile. "Tough girl," he said, and then tried to chuckle, but doubled up in pain instead. The spasm of agony passed, he spat out more blood, and they resumed their trek, one agonizing step at a time.Sharon helped Trish get the distraught girl into the house. After sitting Sarah on.