I let reason vanish and lifted my hips so that Donna could get my pants down. “OK, Donna. “OK, Donna. Not much exciting happens at my work.” Curious, I asked “What do you do, Ginny?” “I work at City Hall. I told him about the weekly raffle and my bad experience with ‘you know who’. Please can I stay?”
“Donna, I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that. “OK, Donna. The outboard motor was too loud for me to hear what she was saying but when we got to the dinghy dock, she piped up. Ginny turned my head and started making out with me as Donna got on her knees and started pulling my pants down. The outboard motor was too loud for me to hear what she was saying but when we got to the dinghy dock, she piped up. Not quite sure of what she or they had in mind, I complied. I’ll eat at the bar. Ginny was younger than I imagined, maybe 40 years old at the most.
