They have the St. Lawrence river for the moisture. In the fall the river is an ocean of dense fog at times; usually early morning and very late at nig...t. Fog is cloud cover on the surface. Clouds are an accumulation of moisture. While we were motoring up the St. Lawrence there were many times when we or the other of the kids were hoisted up the mast to watch for land and other obstructions.This was besides the marvels in miniaturization by the Powers that Be; radar, sonar, side-scan sonar, vhf. Frank was in his fifties and one of the foremen. He didn't stay in the bunk house, but somebody had gone running for him quick once my knife was out of the wood. He was old school rodeo and tough as a mule's ass come sundown."Now hold on..." Bucky licked his lips, looking for sympathy. "I was just foolin' around is all ... I didn't..." Shut-up, Bucky, 'fore you get yourself hurt," Slim told him, cuffing the boy upside the head."What do you want to do with him, Cali?" Frank asked, looking at me. You can call me D, north Indian, 29 yrs old and I have average body and average size (don’t want to exaggerate) as I believe more in foreplay and I recently moved to Singapore been away from India for quite a while, so I had lots of experience but I am sharing the latest one. I will share more once I get feedback from others.As I said I recently move to Singapore, so I rented an apartment in a condo, which has all the facilities and mostly porch people live here that’s why I choose this place. ” “Okay, asked and done. You know I can make those changes on you when you are back to yourself”. “Let’s wait and see how Hernando likes them” Hernando said. “Can you link me to you so I will feel what you feel as well as what Hernando feels?” “I don’t want the link too strong. You’re already getting a little confused as to who you are. You are Hernando, right now.” Sara said. “Yeah, I guess so.” Said Hernando.They started kissing, and Sara stuck her extra-long tongue down Hernando’s throat..