"Man, did she put on a performance! She'd rear back and give us a little pussy-split--a little ass-bounce--a little titty- jiggle--throwing it at us f...rom five directions at once. Then she'd lean over and dance right down along the front row of us, shaking those lardy boobs about an inch from everybody's nose."Hot damn, she singed my eyebrows!" one kid said.Well, she kept on with that until she had us about ready to cream in our pants and then she went whirling off out of the room again and that. “But, I started thinking about ... Natalia.”“Oh shit, Sam.”“Yeah. Oh shit. I tried to stop. I tried to put it out of my mind. But the thoughts just kept coming. Was what the psychologist told me really true? If a dad were to jerk off in his daughter’s underwear, could it be ... just because he liked how the material felt? Could a dad actually do that ... without having sexual feelings ... for his mother, daughter ... whatever?”By then I pretty much knew where Sam was going. I had known Natalia. I have never been with a woman before and obviously was a virgin. As any young man of my vintage, the only sexual thrill I ever had was to read and look at sex magazines and masturbate my self. I became aware that she had lovely boobs as she had the blouse open. I have only seen pictures of naked breasts in magazines. Seeing it in print is quiet different from seeing in living flesh. The ones I have seen were pictures of white or Africa American women. Never seen an Indian before. They were. All that time I was sleeping on the pilot house bunk with an electric heater to keep me healthy. I cooked with an electric kettle and lived on oat meal or PB &J sandwiches. Once the spaces were clean I bought two inch thick Thermax HD insulating foam board. It cuts easily with a razor knife if you hold it down with a yardstick or something. I tack glued it between all the hull ribs, filling the voids as completely as I could. Then I secured wood stand-off ribs made out of springy 1x2s and.