They once carried just about anything to just about anywhere from Plymouth to Newcastle and in between. Once, there were thousands; now just thirty or...so remain. Identifiable by their big red sprit mainsails, they are flat bottomed with large leeboards. Some of them draw only about 3' of water unladen. Thistle carries people nowadays — up to fifty for a day-sail. A boat's speed is dictated by its length, primarily (except when planing, but that's another story) and sailing barges are longer. And then she started to move forward more herself, and I found myself in the same place she was, spying on what was going on.That night after the drive-in when I saw the hickey on her neck, something stirred in me, thinking of the guy sucking on her lovely neck and marking it. We giggled over it as we readied for bed. Dorothy mentioned seeing my boobs that night for the first time, and it was somewhat true. While we shared a room and dressed at the same time it was usually with our backs. She was a tall slender woman with silver, almost white hair. She kept it in a bun on her head. I figured she was around sixty. Not bad looking for a granny. She dressed all business. Skirts and blazers. She was all authority no bs kind of boss. Several nights we would work late. She gave challenging things to do and I really liked that. She started to like me and she started to let her guard down a little, she acted more like a person. She even made a little joke and laughed a really sexy. People don’t own people. So I thought sure you two were going to fuck tonight when you both stayed down at the beach. But, unless you’re Speedy Gonzales, which I doubt, I don’t believe you did any more than a little heavy necking. Don’t think it doesn’t hurt, because it does, but I can’t blame you. If I’m going to blame anyone, I have to blame Isolde, but I don’t blame her either. You seem like a hell of a guy. You’re smart, well educated, and Lord knows you have a physical appearance that.