.."I love the way they hang..." Johnny told his sister, grinning.Mona rolled her shoulders so her breasts would sway, "Why, thank you, Master!" You tw......" I felt that I just HAD to say SOMETHING..."Yo, Tafarelli!" somebody yelled from a few tubes over, "You lucky sonofabitch! Moaning Mona..." Johnny stood, grinned from ear to ear, and clasped his hands over his head and pumped them in that universal sign of the winner. "Woo Hoo!!!" whoever it was clapped. "Is that Mama? Holy shit, Dude! You're. For eternity, as one dog after another makes you his bitch, no less. That was your torment, you see? So, whose punishment will Sly take instead?” the Devil persisted.“Jill’s,” Nicky stunned us all by proposing to spare his college sweetheart, despite how evil she was to him.“Ah, so he’ll get a paddle applied to his backside forever in addition to being constantly struck in the groin with a Louisville Slugger. That works. Sly will never know any kind of peace for even a second, as he is. And I swear she never wore any panties. Her taut stomach and waist gave way to small tits with perpetually hard nipples. I don’t think a bra would do her any good as swollen as her nipples always were. Not that she would wear one. She had blond hair and deep brown eyes that she could puppy dog you with. I could tell she would be a hard person to say no to.Every day she would come out on deck and stretch and do a little yoga (which is hard to do on a sailboat). Jen and Monica would groan. "I can't believe it's mine!" she said as we left the escrow office. I lifted my hand and gave her the keys and she did a little happy dance on the sidewalk. "Come over and help me celebrate," she said. "I just need to stop by a Costco and pick up a few things on the way. Can you come by about 6:00?" I'd love to celebrate with you," I said. "Why don't I bring you a bottle of champagne?" I'll see you then!"I had plenty of time to stop by a wine store and pick out a decent but not over-priced.