‘It’s very nice, but I’d rather see you.’ Before she could reach to unhook it, he deftly undid the clasps with one hand. ‘Well aren’t you ...nimble?’ When he had her exposed to the night air, he playfully buried his face between her tits. ‘I guess you’re a boob man.’ In reply, he started showering her breasts with kisses and licks and nibbles. His hand went between her legs again, this time finding its way to the waistband of her panties and tugging them out of his way. His fingers dipped inside. I think I drank too much whiskey and my legs don't want to do what I tell them to do," she said in the typically slurred and thick voice of a drunken person.Although I was excited at finding her like this, my initial reaction of surprise and fear for her hadn't quite left me, so I wasn't yet aroused. I was trying to get my wits about me."Okay. Okay. Get a grip on my shoulders and I'll help you in bed," I told her."I peed my panties. I couldn't get them down and they are all wet and sticky," she. .. with permission of course ... and hiked across the deck of the MaryAnne, stepped from her deck to the Agnes Jean and so to the dock. Houston Ave across Lakeshore ... careful at the tracks ... on up Houston to the Port. We checked in at the desk."Where have you folks been?" the receptionist asked, "You were supposed to have been here a week ago. I was just posting a Missing; Presumed Lost notice." The Coast Guard detained us," Wendy said."You could have called," she said."Incommunicado," I. She closed the door behind us, and then turned to face me. Her seductive blue eyes locked in onto mine, and her little hands gently grabbed onto my hips as she pulled her stomach up against my crotch. I was not sure where this was going, but I liked it. She then broke the silence, saying that she knows there is one thing that all guys like, and she willing to give it to me. Dropping to her knees, Linda licked her lips as giggly smile came across her face. She reached for my shorts, and.