We reached the North Shipwash at just after 1400, the Cutler a couple of hours after that. The depression was moving east, which meant the wind veered... to west-nor'-west, so we were close-hauled, but we couldn't quite lay the haven buoy. I started the motor, furled the foresail, lowered the mizzen, and entered the Deben under power at just on 1700.Sorry, but I need to get a bit technical again for the next bit. The tide was rising — "flooding" — and pouring over the shallows at the mouth of the. They're over here." he said.I followed him and asked him whether or not he'd chosen a college yet. He'd turned 18 in December but was still a couple months away from graduation. He lead me right up to the dressing rooms and even walked me back and made sure one was clean for me."Here you are ma'am. Let me know if you need anything."I said, "Come in here a minute, I want to talk to you Sam."He nervously followed me in. I shut and locked the door and sat down on the bench, my eyes at his crotch. Later they would jack themselves off--carefully not to look at each other, the way queers would--but they wanted to get a peek into that rocking car first.They got out and strolled side by side, innocent as could be, up toward the car in the row ahead.They came up beside it and paused, pretending that they were talking to each other, but looking out of the corners of their eyes into the back seat of the car.They had arrived just in time to see Mike start fucking Linda.They became so engrossed. He stood their fumbling over his words. His shirt was tan and hugged to his masculine body he was large about 5’11, and roughly 230lbs. His chest stuck out solid under his shirt, tucked into his camo cargo style pants. His dark skin contrasted with his shirt. His black hair on his large head, his square like face deep intriguing eyes, was calling to me. I crossed the room towards him. I grabbed his back with my right hand tightly holding him against my body. I stand their looking up at him. .