"It's pretty fast, anyway, and those two big diesels under the cockpit will bounce us along a lot faster. Anyway, I'm sure we can come up with several...projects to justify the boat's use, while we get to go sailing."Dale smiled. Buying the sailboat wasn't really an environmental project, unless you considered checking out the grass skirts in the South Pacific as an environmental issue. They'd paid their dues. "So, how does this fit into the whole picture?" he said."It's not the whole thing, but. When she returned she had on only a baby doll near transparent gauzy nightgown on over her birthday suit and Nothing else so of course every set of Male eyes focused on her S she freshened our drinks. She looked directly at Terry “What you looking at Terry? Never seen a full grown woman before?” She pressed her big titties forward to accent her question and spread her legs so all could see her coarse midnight black pubic hair over those tender labial lips which proved a contrast to her peroxide. He did not appear in a hurry to talk about meeting for oral sex. Carl said he worked as a masseur at a local health spa. I noted that his hands were large and he had strong forearms. He said was thirty-eight, but I was thinking, "He looks in his twenties." Carl talked about his career, telling funny stories about giving massages. Some of Carl's clients expected their manipulation to finish by Carl applying oil to their dicks, stroking them off to completion. Carl had a job to give hand jobs to. We talked for a while and the guy I was talking with happened to brush my tit with the back of his hand. He tried to make it seem like an accident, but we both knew different. If you know me I am very blunt and said, you trying to cop a feel? His reply was, "busted". I told him, just ask if you want. He replied, can I? I leaned forward with my arms on the table to let my tits hang below the edge. His hands were all over me in a second. So the lady I am, I reached down and rubbed him thru his.