. hull. On big cats it’s a ‘splitter’ that splits large waves ... keeps the spray off the salon. Flint’s not a trimaran ... the center is a ru...way for the anchor chains, and the port and starboard trampolines to connect so they don’t sag ... but it’s sorta deep too. Like three feet deep and nearly seven feet wide at the salon end. It tapers to a point and the jib furler is at the tip. It’s probably the strongest part of the hull.Someone on the design team decided that all that strength and. Relatives and friends, and hangers-on. People I loved, and some I'd never met. They all wanted to spend time telling me how Neville was delightful/reliable/handsome/clever/funny/intellectual ... I nodded a lot. I was running on automatic, and anyway all the things they said were true.Eventually they'd all downed as much of our booze as they could manage, eaten every snack in the place, and started to leave. Some made plans to catch up with me while they were still in town. Others had planes or. I’m paralyzed and can’t move just watching this spectacle unfold. The cock touches my pussy lips, and I let out a little whimper. He says in a soothing voice, “Please relax, Baby.” I let out another whimper and sigh. Strangely I'm not scared. Then he pushes the tip of his cock in another tiny bit. My pussy feels an electric shock. He pushes again, slowly. This time it starts to disappear and I lose sight of it. He lies down on me crushing my beasts under his fuzzy warm and strong chest. I love. This battle he intended to drag for the better part of the hours, pretend as if he put his all to the defeat the construct.CLANG!His brandished his hands against the chains of light the construct was holding. ‘Incredible!’ He was stunned from its strength. ‘A Core Master who could beat this thing should be the cream of the crop of the second realm!’ Zax was more and more at awe as once in a while he caught glimpse at the contenders fighting the other constructs.What their struggle represented.