Two months later, Artturi turned 12. We were still in New Orleans.We were still in New Orleans because Wendy didn't want to be a new mom at sea. Don't...get me wrong ... she had no problem being a mom at sea ... she didn't want to be a NEW mom at sea ... like in the big watery middle of nowhere and trusting her birthing to me.Besides, there seemed to be plenty of money in tugboats. But what did I know. A tug looked to be a decent investment ... if people kept shipping in and out they needed. ” Her body warmed when he nibbled her lower lip and caressed it with the tip of his tongue. His fingertips had found the sensitive place beneath her ears. Mara resisted the impulse to respond to his unhurried, moist advances but his steady movements, his breath, and the heat coming off his chest, combined as a sort of narcotic and she floated into a subdued trance. “Gideon, do you… am I?” Gideon abruptly stood and shrugged his shirt off his shoulders with a look of amused satisfaction. He took. This happened a few times over the week I would sit at the bar and have my drink but this time an old man asked me to join him at the other end of the bar, I obliged him and joint him there he did not hide the fact he was feminine and that he had taken a shine to me he was a nice guy so we soon struck up a friendship.I would make it a point of going in the bar on my way home just to meet him and have a drink but it soon got to the touchy stage where he would run his hand up my upper leg and. " We sat in silence for a moment and then she said, "Would you?" I mean I know you're living with someone...but I need it bad...I need it really bad!?"“Holy shit!” I thought to myself as I thought of how to reply."What? Here? I asked. My prick was twitching with anticipation and my hands began to perspire. It had been a while since the last time I cheated on my girlfriend, almost as long as it has been since we last had sex in the morning. I suddenly realized how much I missed sex in the.