"Ughhh...Gooodlllhhh," Serena moaned.Serena smiled from her vantage point and slowly lowered the brand newflesh light until was in front of Mary's fac...e. Mary's head moved backand forth, Serena's toes still jammed inside, motioning that shewouldn't do this.Serena simply smiled and stroked the side of Mary's face with the toy."It's your call Hun," she said sweetly.Tears streaming down her face, Mary's hand stopped pumping her clit andslowly reached towards the flesh light."Oh god, no!" Mary. .. this is their idea.” Ha! Jim ... your turn in the barrel.As one, they turned and confronted him. “What’s the plan?”“Sail to Christchurch, have a day ashore, Wellington next, shore day. Through the Cook and straight on to Sydney.”And that’s what we did.But not exactly. Plans never survive first intentions.Murphy must have his due.It seemed to me that 225 miles was too many for a first sail by a recently recovered wreck. Hey ... it was underwater ... admittedly not a whole lot of water ... and. .. hestared in a trance. Even if he wanted to now, he couldn't stop this,his clothes were locked on, his mother told him this would be for atleast a month. There was no backing out.He smiled a bit at the thought. Taking the laundry up the stairs, hisfeet were becoming quite sore, this was not something he had thoughtof. As he went outside to the line, to hang the clothes, his dressballooned suddenly in the wind, lifting. His hands were full with thebasket so he could do nothing about it. Of. I was pulling the trolly to the vegetables section. A lady in mid 30s was filling onions to a bag and me too started filling to a bag. Lady started to pull her trolly but suddenly she turned back and asked what the bottle is. For which I replied castor oil. She asked me why do you want 500 ml, I explained her we apply oil on Ugadi day and get full body massaged. Forgot to tell you, she was wearing denims and t shirt. Good sized boobs around 36, waist 32, and butt 38.She felt curious about full.