It was a common tactic for her, stressing the female point of view. He had already heard it a hundred times: "Now, don't worry about understanding it....Just know that it's how we feel."To his frequent objections that something did not make sense, she repeatedly told him: "Of course it doesn't make sense - to a geek. A girl doesn't worry about making sense. It's how she feels that counts." The 'geek' term was used freely between them, just because she knew it was something he would have to live. "Laura couldn't prevent herself from heading south again, her nostrils filled with the steamy, thick odors of Dawn's reawakened pussy. But Dawn pulled her up forcibly until they were face to face."Whoa there, Laura," she laughed softly. "Not so fast. We got time." Who've you been fucking that isn't as good as me?" Laura asked her, petulantly. "Nobody can appreciate this gorgeous body the way I can. It was made for love."Dawn smiled innocently. "Since Robert left, Tamara and I have been sharing. A 'dead' run has the wind directly from behind and is inherently unstable and usually uncomfortable. (Except in a 'square-rigged' vessel)Reefing; to reef is to reduce the size of a sail, sometimes by bunching part of it up and tying it with 'reef-points', sometimes by winding the boom or mast so the sail is wrapped round it.'Bearing away' – to turn away from the wind.'Gybing' turning the boat away from the wind so the wind is on the other side of the sail. This is a potentially damaging. ‘Oh, come on, you want it, slut!’ Chrissie circled around the couch, keeping it between us. ‘I’m warning you, stay away from me!’ I ran around the couch after her. ‘I can see this relationship is something we have to work on!’ And the chase was on. I pursued Chrissie around the couch several times, then tried to vault it. That resulted in the sofa being tumbled over backwards. Chrissie screeched and backed away from my grasping hands, then bolted again. I chased her around the living room and.