After a while, it all lost its savor, to her way of thinking, and she got the impression that Doug felt the same way.At about midnight, she had made h...er way to the kitchen, and assisted by Jean, made some coffee and sandwiches. It was at this period that she got an opportunity of telling Doug everything. She told him all about the modeling jobs, and how she had met Harvey in the first place. Now that she had unburdened herself, she felt much better. Of course, it helped that Doug was so. I am an accountant by training, CPA and all. I have a degree from Rutgers and a great job with one of those accounting firms with initials for a name. In my job I build complicated spread sheets that tell executives how to make money without being arrested for financial fraud, as if that actually ever happens.I still have the job, but I am on something called a sabbatical, which is another name for a leave with half pay and benefits. I am good at my job, and the company likes me enough to have. She had asked him if he would he would like to see her taking ‘a tinkle’ he said that would be the icing on the cake.After hearing those revelations and more their hairy fannies got quite moist just thinking about what could happen. But they had to be cautious so agreed they would meet the guys for coffee at a hotel that was easy to get to for them all. And they also agreed that the meeting was to be just platonic and if compatible would meet up later. They had all arrived around the time. By the time they had everything onboard and stowed, she was almost as eager to get underway as her shipmates."Let go the forward line!" Brandon called to his sister stationed at the bow of the Gon Waki 2."Aye, aye, Captain!" she happily replied, then untied the line and began to coil it up."Let go the aft line!" he ordered Celeste."Aye, Sir!" she echoed her sister-in-law's happy tone, carefully readying the rope for storage as she'd been taught.Once away from the dock, Brandon throttled the.