”He was obviously having trouble recruiting a whore. It finally came out that there was a party coming down soon, very soon. They had inquired about...having a ‘person’ aboard to satisfy some sexual and other needs…something like a ‘chicken boy’. They offered him a price that was a nice bonus. There were three of them.It was a six-day charter; it would be him, the cook, the one deckhand, me and the tourists. On a sixty-five foot sailboat, there would be enough room. When I agreed to it, he went. She had super-short, almost boy-cut blonde hair and a cute smile.“Oh? You think so?” I called back, striking a pose with the guitar.She laughed at me, a very nice sound, and shook her head. “Not for the posing part, you do that well, but I meant for the actual playing.” She teased.“You are probably right, but I picked it up on a lark, thought it would be cool for those nice, calm days out on the water. It’s not like I am ever going to make a living playing one.” I snorted, setting the guitar. Zara skipped across the foyer "can I go riding with you tomorrow? papa, I have a riding outfit that mama and I just made" Alex chuckled then frowned "do you know how to ride Puffball?" her eyes going wide Zara nibbled delicately on a fingertip "ummmmm I'm not sure papa" Alex laughed "well why don't we go over to Brand's tomorrow and find out, their meadow is a bit softer for falling on just incase." Laurel squeezed Alex hand as they watched Zara dance into the dining room, they heard her giggle. “Feels so good, Kat, this was a great idea”I had dropped my jeans and moved to straddle Georgia’s face, lowering myself onto her waiting lips as I locked lips with Kris. Moving together, Georgia’s legs, hips and lips kept is synch, slowly moving in a three way dance that had everyone gasping for air as we rocked. Knowing we couldn’t last like this. I slipped off Georgia’s face and onto the sleeping bags, on all fours, I turned my ass to Kris and wiggled, as Georgia released her hold and moved.