As I reached over and ran my hand along the length of his shaft through his jeans, I said, “Do you think we have enough time for a little fun?”He ...anaged to stammer out a response, “I’d love to, Holly, but what about Connor?”As I rubbed his growing bulge a little harder, I said, “Connor and I are a summer romance, Lee. We both know it. And if you’re worried about it, just don’t tell him…..I certainly won’t.”It didn’t take Lee long to decide he was OK with that, and in a flash, he had his zipper. As I had observed, she had already prayed with a half-dozen donors but was still full of spiritual energy.It was an amazing experience, a blur of thoughts, feelings, and physical sensations, surpassing what I thought was good sex with my wife of five years, and any of the several women I had been fully intimate with before her. And only sixteen years old! Maybe there really was something to the spiritual “shit” I had considered this to be. I had some mild trepidation about the Goddess’ offer to. So far was she gonedown the road to orgasm that she did not hear the door being gently opened,or the quiet approach of her master who stood smiling down at his preoccupiedslave. Michael was about six feet tall, of slim build with dark hair and wearingonly a pair of tight leather trousers. It was difficult to assess his age butif pushed most would have said late twenties or early thirties. He was in factthirty eight. His full lips and broad nose hinted at possible African ancestryalthough his. With the fish all done we cleaned up the remains and fed them to the ever present gulls and pelicans. "Now for the wader test, slip them back on and wade out a bit and let them fill up with water."Suited up Lennie waded out a bit and sat down to let the waders fill with water, once filled he tried to stand up, the weight of the water made it quite difficult. "Wow, I see what you mean now, Christ, you wouldn't have a chance if you fell overboard, would you?" Nope, not a chance mate, same goes.