Jet-tastic

I stood back and watched as they enjoyed themselves, and why not? The air was nice on this night, warm and yet the ocean air kept a nice coolness around our body’s. The steam was rising, the star’s were out’ and the three of us were to ourselves... alone... and with each other in peace. ‘She is going to break something doing that,’ I thought to myself with a short laugh to follow. Flexibility is such a turn on. Thoughts of when I was a boy made me laugh again, visioning myself standing as far away from the stall as you could get seeing if your aim was a great as you thought it was emptying all that water you consumed from drinking from the fountain taking your sweet time even though you had your fill just to annoy the children behind you waiting for their turn saying, “save some water for the whales,” or “other people are starving here,” thinking that their comments would make you drink faster. They were so unaware that I was willing to waste my whole recess break drinking water just to upset them, that and I was a selfless little brat like all boys were at that ripe age of ten. Boys do silly things. But grown girls do even worse I thought as I stood there. Ok, maybe not worse at all... I got a good laugh.

Hey, don’t sit there, that seat is for Jamie. I promised it to her. When I have my own place I’m going to please eight ladies, and two of you know who you are. This is all I will type for now. Please stick around though, for another story is bound to happen again soon.