‘Well Dave,’ Annabelle said as they pulled away from the wharf, ‘That’s made your reputation as a stud.’ At the island Dave ferried them as...ore in his dinghy landing them on the soft white sandy beach. They made their way to what Dave had called his hut. ‘It’s big’ Annabelle exclaimed as he unlocked the door and let them in. ‘It’s massive but it’s got no dividing walls inside, it’s just like a big barn,’ Donna squealed as she danced around on the concrete floor. ‘It’s been here for years I’ve. "Who reserved a stateroom for me?" Who reserved... ?" Harvey?" Oh, Harvey Fromm. Pentwater Yacht Club. I have them in the wheelhouse." I'll send them down, the youngster seems to have had an exciting day."I was crying in earnest now, the last five days closed in on me; landing the plane, buying the boat, leaving Chicago in a worry, the watch, the attempted ramming, the safe, the party, the fortune telling, meeting my grandmother as a girl, the coming storm, mother nearly getting shot, mother. His lips pressed against mine, then his tongue pushed forward into my mouth. It was incredibly weird to kiss a guy, but it made me feel so hot. I opened my mouth more and pushed my tongue against his. Before I knew it, his hand was well up my shirt, pushing my bra up so that he could squeeze my breast. Without realizing it, I made a soft moan in the kiss. “I want you so bad,” he said just after breaking the kiss. “Wait,” I said softly in response, trying to give my mind time to catch up. He. .. can you bend keys and spoons with that sphincter?"Fannie glared at her. "Harold!" she called without breaking her stare-down with Pittman."Yes, ma'am." He hurried out of the room."I know a secret... ," Mrs Pittman whispered to her, "... that you don't." It's probably pornographic!" Fannie spat."How'd you know?" Patty grinned. She dropped back to a whisper. "It's pornographic... AND it's about YOU!"Fannie waited, but the other woman just smiled smugly."What? What is your secret?" Way... deep.