Ruth dipped a finger tip in the puddle of sticky juice, careful to avoid stimulating Sweet, and licked her finger. It was delicious – a mixture of t...angerines and perhaps peaches with a hint of honey. She went back for another finger-full and drank down the elixir, then swapped sides to check out Sweet's clit. As predicted Tangy's cunt started leaking as soon as her tongue hit her s1ster's clitoris. This time the juice definitely tasted of avocados, or was it pickled onions – she needed more so. Last, anything like a keel made it harder to pull the ship out of the water. Beaching it at night was harder, and pulling it out for repairs was harder. You needed a purpose-built set of ‘ways’ to slide the ship on when you pulled it out, with support for the hull but slots for the keel(s) to go in so the weight of the entire ship didn’t rest on the keel.When we’d pulled Wrong Place out for its overhaul, I had frankly ignored that problem because the keel wasn’t that deep, and we were pulling. "The moment of truth," she said. "Try these on."I steadied myself on her shoulder as I tried to jam my foot into one of her shoes, but it wouldn't quite fit."Sit down," she ordered, and as I fell back into my chair, she produced a knee high stocking and rolled it part way up my leg. "Try it again," she said, and this time, my foot slid into her shoe without difficulty."Success," she said. Eyeing the hair, which was matted under the stocking, she ordered me into the bathroom with instructions to. .. Hi there, honey," he stammered. "You look ... you look so ... so lovely." He was able to get out."Oh, thank you," Christy replied. "You look pretty good yourself."They waved goodbye to Christy's sister, and Ken took her hand as they walked down the path to his car. The car was one of the few indulgences he allowed himself; the BMW 318is was the favourite car that he had owned. Right now, looking at the beautiful woman he was taking out, he was glad he had a car that matched her.Christy was.