She promised to see if she could make it aboard the following day.We dropped anchor around two miles offshore this time. Not that it is of any signifi...ance, but it was definitely far away from the maddening crowds.Having nothing else to do, and with Elena gone home, there wasn't a subject for me to paint, I started to read a paperback when Monica came up, holding up a necklace of her mother's. "How do I look, Daddy?" she asked brightly, modeling with the jewelry around her neck in an apparent. Bonnie looked to his crotch and saw a wet, limp dick. Fucked her, too - damn! Shaved her, fucked her, and now he was eating her. She looked like a girl lying in teenage girl Heaven. There was nothing on that girl that didn't belong in Heaven. Greg never stood a chance.Bonnie watched several minutes, then had enough, and turned off the radio. That got the little bitch's attention. She didn't freak. She turned it back on and settled back for more. Bonnie thought she might and had thought ahead to. I just don't want a bunch of student loans to repay."Wow! There was more to airhead Denise than I thought.I wondered out loud, "There are a bunch of good mechanics that hang around Jim's. How come they haven't helped you?" Easy," Shawna answered for her. "She won't put out. They will all sort of fix her car thinking they'll get a quickie but none of them will do a good job. I already told you, Denise doesn't fool around and is super picky."Denise was nodding, "I can't help it. Some of those. Worse, if she told her sister, I could possibly lose a friend. But as long as it'd gone on, nothing had come out of it, nobody had said shit, and we still hadn't "done" anything aside of some harmless flirting.Until the night when Miranda came over to the house after I jokingly texted her, said that I was alone, she should come over and keep me company, and she showed up. And within not more than about ten minutes, she was standing in my living room, in a pair of underwear and a bra. A cute.