THE BOATTHE BOAT WAS LARGE WITH a big black ass—stern I should say. I was taking a nocturnal walk driven by restlessness in my loins—nervousness fueled by hormones I suspect. Some friends and I had driven down to Anus Bay. Yep, that’s the name of the place. Just imagine two buttock-shaped hills overlooking a canal barely large enough for big boats to penetrate and you’ll understand the name. It was late night when we got there. The two friends being a couple fell into some naughty action under the sheets in their queen-size bed. I decided to get up and take a walk around the pier where the hotel was located. I debated whether to put on my new hot pink bikini undies. Mother always said to wear clean underwear in case you get into an accident. But what if you have none on at all? I decided o
