We settle on a bench seat aft and you gently place your arm around me, pulling
me closer. This time you kiss me longer and deeper. I feel your tongue enter
my mouth and press against mine. The feeling of electricity is instantaneous.
My tongue searches for yours and you cause a gentle pressure as we kiss for
several minutes. Placing my wine glass on the bench I reach to caress you with
both arms. Pressing my body against your chest you now know I have very little
clothing on. My nipples are erect and surely you can feel them through your
cotton shirt. You hold me tightly and continue the kisses. Finally you move
your head and kiss my cheek and then my neck. Oh, I love this so…

We pulled away from the curb and you asked if I liked sailing. Very
enthusiastically I said “oh, yes, I love sailing.” We headed away from the
high rises and toward the water. A short time later, pulling up at the yacht
club the valet came to take the car. He opened my door first and I stepped out
looking around carefully. I’m still breathless and all you did was smile at me
and kiss my hand.

You exit the car and open the truck removing a large duffel bag. Coming to my
side you casually place your arm around my waist and guide me toward the
marina. So many lovely boats are berthed here, which one is yours? You move
your arm to unlock the gate and I pass through first, waiting as you again take
my hand and lead me down the ramp. These ramps were not meant for high heels
and you are careful to go slowly. Finally we walk past several slips and come
to the last boat. A beautiful 45 foot, motor sailor. We climb the 4 steps and
you lift me over the side. “Welcome aboard”, my new friend. This is “The Last
Resort”. “Hope you like her”.