He re-re-checked the load that was trailing the DPV as it struggled against the incoming surf. All was well. The small but powerful electric motor tha... ran the propeller was idling slowly as he worked the device out into the bay. He checked his GPS display and the red target dot that was his goal; the green dot was him.Currently they were on opposite sides of the peninsula that was Bristol, R.I. The Sure Shot was tied up at her berth in Bristol northwest of his current position. But she had. Not for decades."Not dead," I managed."We're definitely going to have to do something about Bandit's behavior," said Chris.I almost asked her if she owned a gun, but decided not to. I just said, "Yeah." So you're okay?" Yeah," I wheezed."Are you having another asthma attack?" No," I replied weakly. "He just stepped on my ... um ... well, never mind. I'll be all right. Honest." You're sure?" she said.I tried to sound less like a wuss and again told her I'd be fine."So what's up?" I finally. She disengages from their deep passionate kiss for just a moment to slide his pants down to his ankles so she could free him of them when suddenly the spell breaks for a brief moment. He says in a shaky breathless voice….oh no Danielle, we can’t do this…..it’s not right…Having freed him of his pants, and underpants, she looks up into his eyes ands just raises a finger to her lips, gesturing for him to be quiet….. Shhhh, not now darling, we’ll sort that out later, promise. That said she tosses. Their bodies glistened with sweat as they worked away at their pedals, their naked breasts swinging from side to side. Who were these women? They were all employees at my office. Cruises, such as the one we were on now, were once-in-a-month affairs. Each time, my personnel department would select ten women for powering the boat, and they had strict instructions to ensure that each woman employee was selected, seniority being no exception. And as one would expect, looking at the faces in front.