Summer Vacation
Copyright© 2012 by Howard Faxon
Chapter 33: What Goes Around Comes Around
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 33: What Goes Around Comes Around - It all started as a walking vacation around coastal Florida. It became the adventure of a lifetime!
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual FemaleDom
I held Portuguese papers stating that I was welcome in Portugal until God took me. I bought a little 30-foot cat boat to fish out of, and screw around in. I finally got my goddamned vacation boat that I wanted to go exploring in! Of course, I was on the wrong continent, but you can't have everything.
My catboat sat a little lower in the water than normal, due to a few ammo cans and a Browning .50 cal sitting under a ratty old sheet, up at the prow. After long consdieration, I registered my boat as the Wasp, after all, she had a sting to die for... literally!
If it had a dock I tied up to it. If they fished for a living I bought their best, sweetest harvest, and paid them enough to appreciate the business. I grilled dinner on the beaches and fell asleep to the sound of my one true mistress: the sound of the waves. Gunk-holing was such a nasty name for it. I held cookouts for thelocals in so many places that I lost count. I did my papa Hemingway bit, until it got to be that I could do from memory, time after time; dock after dock.