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When Harlan left and I was left with a pussy anxious for cock; my first cock, I was so depressed.

That night in bed I started thinking of who would be the one.

What about Bobby Campbell? No.

Randy Carpenter? Too fat.

Jerry Johnson? Too stupid; he probably didn't know what goes where.

I went on and on. Thinking of other possibilities. Exhausted and almost in tears, I fell asleep.

I woke up in a sweat. Mr. Marin!!!!! I'd been dreaming of Mr. Marin on top of me. I was drenched in sweat. My hair was wet, and my thighs sticky.

I had a part-time job at the local donut shop. I had to be there at 6, but was finished by 10. My mind was elsewhere; my mind was thinking of how I might get Mr. Marin to fuck me. "Hey Darlene, do you have your head up your ass this morning?" My boss yelled at me.

Mr. Richards, my boss, was somewhere over fifty-years-old. He was always staring at my ass. He was always staring at all the girls' asses. Most of us were still teenagers. He was a creep, but it never went beyond ogling us.

Anyhow after work, I went home, put on my sexiest, most revealing bikini. I even loosened the straps on the top; showing off even more. Then I went out on the lake looking for Mr. Marin. I lived in Watertown and he lived in Adamsville on the other side of the lake, but Lake Adams was only a mile wide at that point.

Sometimes I took my dad's boat out; today I was in my kayak.

It was another beautiful summer day and I slowly paddled and floated toward the Adamsville side. I knew where Mr. Marin moored his boat and I was hoping he'd be hanging around his boat or his dock.

He wasn't around, but the next morning I didn't have to work and I was out on the lake in my kayak at daybreak. I was always up early. I had to when I was in school or had to work. The lake was always quiet and peaceful at that time of day.

Mr. Marin wasn't on his dock and his boat wasn't there, either.

Not ten minutes later, I saw him fishing in the north cove. I didn't want to get too close; there's nothing worse than having some idiot disturb the tranquility of fishing or splashing their paddle in the water, scaring the fish.

I just stopped paddling and let the current take the kayak. "Hey Darlene, is that you?" He called to me.

"Hi Mr. Marin, how's the fishin'?"

"It's great, I've got four good size trout. I was just heading home to put them on the grill. Hey, want to join me? Fresh trout for breakfast with lemon, parsley and thyme, ya' can't beat it."

"Ummmm, I-I-I guess so, I am hungry." Inside, I was smiling. That was a first step. It didn't occur to me that Mr. Marin was trying to seduce me while I was trying to seduce him. He wasn't like that, and as you'll see he really wasn't.

"You know where my dock is; I'll meet you there."

He started his engine and was off.

I paddled slowly toward his home. My bikini top tied at the neck; I loosened it a little more. I looked down, and laughed, "Geez Darlene, you could almost get arrested." I mean that's how much of my tits I was showing.

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