CC went along, so Sheila and I were left to pace, and I did not even have coffee. We discussed a lot of things, such as her ideas about set design for...the wedding. I had to hand it to her. Doing the actual ceremony on a party barge had a lot of possibilities. It would be easy to do the set and the audience could not interfere. Sound might be an issue, but that was details.Schwartz was also telling me more than I wanted to know about her business. It was only going to be for ten days to two. In the bag I knew was a double ended dildo her new strap on a change of clothes a video camera and her personal effects purse etc. hubby stood there holding the door I told him to let our guest in. She brushed past hubby saying hello then called out for me I met her in the middle of the lounge we looked at the porn still playing the women were kissing passionately. I handed her a drink then pulled her head to mine and kissed her like on the screen. Hubby stood holding the door staring. We came. I was angry with you. I hated you, or so I thought. You should hate me."She held her hands over her face as she began to cry. I cut the motor and pulled her into my arms, the boat forgotten about as I tried to comfort her. Her shoulders shook in my arms as I kissed the top of her head. Her hot tears fell on my neck and ran down my chest into my shirt.She cried for a while and I just silently held her. Then she suddenly broke away. She looked into my eyes with the pain of someone who had a. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my Swiss army knife. It was pretty dull, but better than nothing. I pulled it out and blindly stabbed at the boy groping me. He screamed and jumped back."Goddamn, man!" He yelled. "She fucking stabbed me. Look! I'm bleeding; I need tetanus shots and shit! Help me!"The other boy looked worriedly back and forth between his friend and me, but continued to hold me pinned down. I still had the knife, but couldn't reach him with it."Will you just shut up," he.