Yes, there was no doubt about it. The best way for you to get out of this rut you were in was to get out of the town. You knew of a boat service run by that old creep Kapp'n that could get you to a nice little resort away from all these awful neighbors of yours. Of course, you don't exactly have a lot of money, so you need to figure out how you're going to pay for the boat ride. You decide to go over to Kapp'n's dock to see how much it'll cost and maybe see if you can work out an alternative mode of payment.
You're able to sneak over to the docks without much trouble, and find where Kapp'n's docked his boat. You've caught him at a bit of an awkward moment though, because when you get close you realize that he's jacking off by the seaside! You try to turn and leave him be, but he calls over to you.
"Aye shrimp, don't be shy. I'm sure a little queer like you has seen a fella jackin' off before. Get over 'ere!"
You blush and walk over, trying to avoid eye contact,
"H-hey, I just wanted to see how much a boat to the island would be."
"That'd be a thousand bells, ya little bitch." He chuckles, "and that's if I feel like it!"
You frown. A thousand bells was way out of your price range. Maybe there was some way to get him to lower the price,
"Do you think I could maybe do a favor for you? Something you need, in exchange for a ride over?"
He leers at you, "I think I know what I need. My wife hasn't touched me in a dog's age, so how about you get your knees dirty for me?"
You tremble. He's actually asking you to suck his gross old man cock? He can't be serious! But, then again, you REALLY wanted to get over to that tropical island...
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