Tanja was pretty and she wasn’t stupid. It would be easy to believe that a man with his stature could hurt a woman like her. He sighed. ?Yes.??Th...t’s my good boy.? Tanja lowered her lips to his neck, licked up his neck and to his ear. She nibbled on his earlobe and felt his hands snake down her waist and over her ass. ?Not yet,? she swatted his hands away. ?Soon,? she whispered. Tanja stood and pulled Ian to his feet. ?Now come along.?Ian’s heart filled with anticipation, his body. I wished them past me. I wanted my solitude. I knew that soon I'd raise my sail and kill the little diesel engine that was motoring me along right now, and solitude would be the result. Speed? I was thundering along at six and a half knots and I could hear the water burbling in my wake.The party barge passed all too close. I saw one blonde head pop up, eyes on my thirty foot boat, like she was doing an assessment.The boat was leaving me in its wake when she grabbed a bag and jumped over the. I answered yes, but I felt that maybe I answered too quickly. I didn’t think about what I had to tell my wife to justify my absence. My heart was thumping in anticipation. I almost didn’t touch my dinner at home and I was behaving like a zombie but finally the day was there. I was early at my cousin’s house that morning, her house was silent and nobody was around in the street. Her car was there and her husband was missing: good news. I approached her front door with my knees trembling and when. For years shelurked around the neighbourhood near her home in a small villagejust outside of Leeds, pinching tops, panties skirts and allsorts of wonderful female attire from washing lines. She hid thegirly stuff in an old suitcase under her bed. When she was 18 she was caught stealing a silky top from thewash line of Mrs Bridges, who lived three doors down fromSusan's house.There was an uproar as John (Susan's male name) was chased downthe street by people she thought were friends.She was.
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