After I had recovered, I looked to see Megan, grinning deviously and holding a wad of bills. “Well, well, what do we have here?’’ she said as sh...e tossed the money into the air. “It looks like I found a little whore in need of a fucking.” Megan started every session like this but today something was different. Instead of her usual baggy pants she wore leather short shorts that clung tightly to her pussy mound and ass. Her usual hoodie was replaced by a skimpy tank top that was barely containing. ’ ‘Are you suggesting I fabricate?’ ‘On occasion. And are a shocking fabricator at that.’ ‘When?’ ‘When what?’ he drawled. ‘When did I fabricate?’ ‘When you told me you didn’t like my kisses.’ ‘I never said that.’ ‘Ah, so you admit you like my kisses.’ ‘I never said that either.’ ‘Perhaps we should put it to the test.’ ‘Perhaps we should.’ His eyebrows rose. She bit her lip. Did she just invite him to kiss her? He slid from the bed, and she swallowed hard at the sight of all that dangerous. "I reminded him that it was his idea to start with that had led to that outcome. I had a slight worry about my wife finding out but I was pretty sure we could keep it hidden. We just had to be careful. In a calm voice I told him, "Stop moaning what's done is done, just keep quiet and tell no one."As we continued discussing the night before I received a text from Jennifer asking, "what time I would have the money for the photographer?" I remember her saying he was coming at 11:00 around the same. . lower and stuff, lower and stuff, There wasn't any time to do accordion folds ... just get that monster in the bag.The diesel fired up and we began a slow turn into the wind. I was stuffing the main into the bag as fast as I could. I had the halliard in hand and clipped to the mast, and loosed the roller furling. There was still a scrap of jib out of the roller furling when the first wave hit. The crash and shatter of the teapot and several mugs told me whoever made tea didn't secure before.