I seemed to have complete control over Bettina and I was happy to play with that some more. The evening had gone just great, we had great fun and obviously she was impressed with me. Her first anxious, then naively trusting manner did me true good. As she looked at me more and more in love from glance to glance, my self-confidence increased more and more and she was now obviously completely blown away.

"Come with me, I want to show you something" I surprised her and before Bettina could say anything she took her hand and noticed how nervous she was. From the bridge above the boats, I pulled her onto the small street that ran along the river and climbed over the fence that separated the dock from the sidewalk. "What are you going to do?" she asked. "There's never anyone on these boats at night, I've been here many times, come on!", I demanded. She climbed a little clumsily over the fence, so that she briefly stretched her bottom out to me. Now the tension ran through me briefly. What a figure! At the sight of her beautiful face and her slender hands, I had already imagined how her body was shaped exactly. Sweet hopes flew through my mind. The boats were in three rows next to each other, so we had to climb over two small ones first.

The middle one was a small, seemingly very old freighter with a small superstructure. "Stop a minute" I whispered to her and she stopped. I wanted to try if the door, which apparently led into the belly of the small ship, was locked.

Dear readers Thank you for purchasing my book. My name is Tricia Williams. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia in 1982. I have been writing stories of all kinds since I was a child. The older I got, the more I was drawn to erotic literature. Yours Tricia