" Nibble a plain biscuit or two with it." Okay."It's roughly twenty-eight sea miles to the entrance of the Blackwater. With the ebb against them they ...lost a little speed over the ground, about one knot, in fact, but with just about an ideal wind, they were making good about four knots. With no need to tack, they entered the Blackwater at 1500 hours, having nibbled sandwiches for lunch while under way. Two hours more saw them at Stone, where they picked up a buoy and rowed ashore, stretched. I couldn't imagine my straight-laced father whacking off to porn. I found a tape labeled "NYPD Blue". It's one of my favorites, so I popped it into the VCR. As I took a seat on the couch, I pulled my pants down and began to stroke my cock. At college, I shared a house with three other guys. We had an agreement that we could masturbate whenever and wherever we liked as long as guests weren't in the house. We frequently watched TV with our pants down and absentmindedly pulled on our greasy cocks.. I looked forward to the weekend and getting better acquainted with mylittle 'girl-to-be'. A couple of days later I received the text that Ihad been waiting for and the next part of my plan began. I knew she, Ialready thought of her as she! Would turn up that Friday night. So Iprepared everything I would need in the bathroom, the living room andthe bedroom that we would need for our weekend together. It was five past eight when the doorbell rang and I had specificallytold her eight o clock! She. It wasn't the nicest hospital James had ever been in, but itwould pass muster. James turned his thoughts back to the last memories he had. Herecalled drinking. Actually he remembered drinking quite a bit. Hehadn't driven or anything, had he? It took a moment before James remembered writing his suicidenote. He sighed inwardly, realizing he must have fucked that up too.Can't he do anything right? It was obvious what had happened. He musthave taken the drugs and they didn't do what he had hoped..