She turned to face him and she caught him staring at her, holding the skimmer at his side. She blushed, not used to being ogled by anyone, and sat dow...n on the chair. Elizabeth pulled her hair up into a ponytail and squeezed some lotion on her hands. She started at the tops of her feet and worked her way up her legs. Chase decided it was time to stop skimming and get a closer view of this. He placed the skimmer down and went to go sit on the chair next to her, watching her smooth the lotion on. After pouring a glass, I went back topside. I sat down on the bow of the boat, sipping wine and watching the men work.I would guess Marcus was twenty-two, maybe twenty-three years old. Leroy looked older, maybe thirty. Both men were black skinned and very fit. They either worked hard or hit the gym. I watched them work, little tingles rippled through my body as I fantasized of them screwing me. Marcus was a big guy, I'd bet he was six three, and one eighty. Leroy was shorter, maybe five ten and. However, she forced him to stop en route to buy clothing, a ratherscanty lace bra and panty set and a pair of white leather pants and amatching halter top.The doctor's findings showed her to be female. A swab of her gums takenthat day and later subjected to genetic testing, revealed her DNA to be XX.When the doctor attempted to perform a gynecologic exam, she punched him inhis solar plexus, grabbed his wallet, and fled. In the parking lot outsidethe doctor's office, she hot-wired a motorcycle. So I figured Id try to help you out, encourage your old man, put in a good word for you. Thats all this is, Jazzy. So you told him your name was Simon just in case Id already mentioned a James?? No. Simon is my alter ego. Its for privacy. I went by that name long before I found out who he was. Then… why didnt you tell me? Sweetheart. You were upset as hell. I wasnt going to give you false hope and risk having him turn out to be a total stick in the mud that would rather die than break a taboo..