By the time the weekend finally arrived Diane was literally dripping in anticipation. It had been almost ten days since her last encounter with the tw...ns, and the idea of being initiated into the sorority had her imagination running wild. She had fantasies of being spanked with a large paddle or being made to suck off boys to prove her allegiance. Just the idea of such treatment had her flicking her clit till all hours of the morning, and now it was finally time to go. She arrived exactly on. Yet, somehow, my rather dank appearance drew his eyes to me. I sat there, alone with my coffee in the hotel lobby. Of course my date was late. Go figure. Probably off with some super model skank who only eats once a month. Don't me wrong, I'm skinny, but I'm not afraid to be myself. So I sat there sipping my tea, and then we locked eyes. He stood up and came over to me. He sat down. His eyes were a grayish blue and I was intoxicated by their gaze. He spoke softly, "I'm sorry miss, is this seat. This particular wild one I'll always let into the plot. Especially when it's harvest time. Of course, I'm sure you would also. Damn, there go those bumps again.On this particular day the Alabama sun was really beating down. It had to be 100 degress if it was anything. A real scorcher. That's why I was just wearing shorts and an old T-shirt. By the time I left I was sure to be reddened on top of the dark tan I already had. Even working quickly wasn't going to help. The sun was going to burn.. ’ ‘Yeah, of course. I know who does know about engines. Hec Taylor, my old boss at Inlet Towing could put us on to the right people.’ ‘Great, give him a call. You know what we’re looking for. According to the specs, this boat is about thirty metric tons, or 65,000 lbs displacement. That should give them an idea of what we’ll require. The draft is a little over five feet and we’ll want a cruise speed of twelve knots at least. I’m guessing we need six or seven hundred horsepower. If we can keep.