Brian didn’t fully think of her as a ‘real’ girl, because she had been such a tomboy when they were younger. When the other girls had been busy ...playing hopscotch or serving tea to their dolls, she had played sports with the guys, and could throw, catch, and hit a baseball, sink 90% of her free throws, and throw a spiral farther than most boys. However, once her body started to bloom, she had become quite a spectacular creature. Alana was another hottie. In a different group of girls, she would. Then she licked back up to the head and started going like town all over it. And I was, I said, “I think I’m gonna come.” And she stopped and said, “Not yet. Let’s let you cool off for a moment and work on me.” So we switched places, but even with her standing on the ledge I was like bending over a little doing her, so I lifted her up, putting her legs on my shoulders with her pussy in my face. Her pussy was like super super sweet looking and tasting. It had just a little red brown hair above. ”“Oh thank goddess! I’ve tried relationships with married women before, in my younger days. But it never works well.”She grinned, “Good for me. Now, Brooke, I don’t know about you, but I am starving for some strange reason!”I grinned back. “Well, I know a place that can stand two bra-less women in shorts dining in without getting weirded out. Great pub food and very few of the guys who go there will bother us. Neither of us are the right gender unless they think we have penises.”She looked. . the storm. That's right, there was a nasty squall that blew up out of nowhere. Waves flooded the ship, the sails tore and snapped. A beam came crashing down on her head...Mila struggled to open her eyes, the merest glimmer of light made her headache worse, but she tried. Slowly a dingy cabin came into view, rope and supplies were piled in a corner with folded sails. She was laying on a few more folded to make a temporary bed. Mila struggled to sit up...That was when she found a knife to her.