.. and squishy, but firm at the same time. But the plain truth was, the fact of the matter was, I was touching a woman’s tits!I squeezed a little an... Beth let out an audible sigh. “Yesss,” she whispered. “Jim, baby. I love when you touch me like this. Go ahead, squeeze harder, it’s okay.”I squeezed harder, mashing them in my hands.“Owww-kay! That’s hard enough!”I let go, afraid I had hurt her. She laughed and said, “Go like this, watch.”She didn’t have to say watch, I couldn’t take my eyes off. “So,” I said.“Dad, I’m in trouble,” she said without undue preamble. I could feel my brow knit.“Okay, baby. Let’s have it. We’ll figure it out,” I said.“Dad, I can’t talk to mom or Daddy Ron about this. They just don’t know how to deal with stuff like you do, Daddy,” said Jenna. She went silent. It was clear that she wanted to talk but was afraid to tell me whatever it was. For my part I was opting for patience and trying to appear as calm and collected as possible.“Dad, I want to stop,” she. The time of my life," I managed to say. "How many of the girls did you have?" she asked. "I really don't know," I answered, my hand rising to stroke mypartner's sweaty buttocks, "seven...maybe eight or so...I came threetimes." "Think you want to be a part of this group again?" she laughed. "Damn right," I responded eagerly. "Well...you'll have to bring your wife into the group," Eloisesaid, with a smile, "we can't have any cheating." "My wife!" I was startled. "I really. .. unless you already are!" Sue has a delightfully low sense of humor."Give us a minute," I yelled back."Only a minute? I expected more from you, Tommy!" Tommy, go already. I'll be okay."Think, Tommy, think. There had to be some way to get Beth off the boat."Do you trust me?" You've asked me that before." And have I ever let you down?" ... N-no, but I'm scared." I could feel her quivering as I held her."Maybe you should go down in the cabin and ask the girl in the mirror." Oh, she's probably.