ch. 10 – Cheryl Says Yes

Chapter 10:

Cheryl Says Yes

In the morning I had my coffee and gave myself a quickie hand job. Then tidied up to meet Cheryl. Dinked in and before I even got tied to the dock, there she was. “I’m Cheryl.” “Hi, Cheryl. Climb in.” She was pleasant looking, neither stunning nor ugly. Just above average. In fact, everything about her appeared average. Straight brown hair, not quite to her shoulders. Plain face, little or no makeup. Her body had no real shape to it, no curves, no hips, no voluptuous breasts. Just a totally average plain Jane. She stood on the dock, motionless, looking at how to get into the dinghy, unsure of herself. Seeing her hesitancy, I quickly tied off and climbed up to assist. “Here, just hold my hand to steady yourself and step right down in the middle. You can sit on that front seat.” She hesitantly complied, kind of awkwardly, but got situated. At the boat it was the same thing in reverse. Hooked to boat, I got out, extended my hand, and showed her where to step.

Once below she just sat down and looked at me, saying nothing. “So, I’d like you to start with the Vee berth. Take everything out, wash it all down and then put everything back, okay?” She gave me a blank stare and said, “What’s a Vee berth?” Oh, boy. I had a live wire here. Lights on but nobody home. I decided to just sit and chat for a minute to see what was going on. “So how old are you, Cheryl?” “28.” “Do you live alone or at home?” “Yes.” “Are you married, single, have a boyfriend?” “Single.” “Have you done this before?” “Done what?” “Uh … Cleaned boats.” “I’ll do whatever you say.” She was obviously not all there mentally so I tested the limits. “Would you kiss me?” “If that’s what you want.” “Would you strip naked?” “If that’s what you want.” “Would you have sex with me?” “If that’s what you want.”

I now had a dilemma on my hands.