Chapter 124 Fuckable Ill

• The next morning, I went by the parts place and got another solenoid and a battery cable. I live on a houseboat docked at Mermaid Marina in Indian Rocks Beach, in between St. Pete Beach and Clearwater Beach. They give me the berth for free in exchange for keeping the docks and seawall in shape. I’ve always worked on the waterfront or on the sea. It’s a great place to live, to stay in shape, and to meet scores of hot women! I get more ass than a toilet seat!
• I called Barney at his office to let him know it would take about an hour or so before I got to his place. He said he would call and let the girls know I was coming. Perfect. I was going to be coming, all right! I licked my chops in anticipation of Sandy’s steamy cunt, and hoped I’d get to pop the cherry of that hot little teenager as well! I jumped onto my SeaDoo and headed down the Waterway to Pass-a-Grille.
• When I arrived at their dock, I scoped out the security camera above the boathouse door. I immediately went into the boathouse, jumped into their boat and repaired it. That took all of seven minutes, and when I was done, I exited the boathouse the way I had entered it and jumped back onto the SeaDoo. That way, Barney would see me entering and leaving in a timely fashion if he decided to check the security monitor. I maneuvered the SeaDoo into the boathouse and tied it off to the yacht.