Back at the boat Ethan fucked me on the deck; he couldn’t wait until we got to the bedroom. Of course Ethan had us wait until we got followed by some youths; and of course, Ethan had me bend over again. I started wearing micro skirts that were what I call ‘easy drop’ (Ethan calls them ‘get ‘em off quick’ skirts), ones with just a zip, or just one button; and more importantly, loose fitting so that as soon as the one fastener was undone the skirt would hit the floor.
