Village Squire, 1978-09, Page 19time and a lot more of hers all told. Well, when she goes to pay
me I take the wind out of her sails a bit, for I don't take no pay.
She argues up and down and I tell her I don't work on my day off.
I'm only interested because it is something different. I want to
prove to the boss I'm as good at repair as he says I am. I'm on my
knees sanding the last bit while the argument goes on and
darned if, before I know it, she tosses her arms around my neck
and plants a big kiss right on my mouth. Before 1 get my breath,
she's stepped back and says,
"Well, Super, you may be a lousy welfare bum but you're sort
of likeable."
We both turned a bit red, I guess, and are both a bit surprised.
Well, like I say, the end of the second summer is when I get
offered a permanent job. Yeh, me. But no thank you. I'm back in
May, tho, fool enough to agree to give Skip a whole month more
than I need to ease back on the handouts. I just seem to like to be
tinkering around boats and, Skip, well, he's just the best there
is. Also, it's sort of new to have some of the customers come
direct to me for work rather than talk to Skip first.
I see Percy nearly every day as sailing is her thing in summer.
As she continues to do most of her own maintenance, it's just a
word or two, a wave and a nod, mostly. She's the only redhead
with a boat at the Imperial so she is pretty conspicuous even if
she is set pretty close to the ground. She still calls me 'Super'
rather than Martin, which is my name, and still kids me about
being a welfare case. So back to where we started.
"Sure it's my day off," I say, "Would I be loafing about on the
boss' time if it wasn't?"
"How'd you like to crew for me?"
Well, my eyes light up at that and then I remind her I'm not a
member.
"You're my guest and that's all if you want to come".
I hitch myself up from the boat I'm sitting on and skip up to the
loft for a shirt and cap as anyone can tell it's going to be a real
scorcher. I'm blond enough to burn easy.
All I'm going to tell you is we come in second and should have
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been first if 1'd had a bit more experience. I knew it was my fault
and sort of braced myself for a few jibes when we came in. Percy
don't like to lose. Instead, she was all smiles.
"Super, for a green hand like Skip says, you're a natural. If
you've not had enough, how about coming up to the house while
we get the cook to pack us a lunch. We can eat off Pine Island.
swim and loaf back under the moon with the inshore breeze. I'll
promise" she grinned "not to hit a deadhead this time."
She's got that big red Packard with her today and I'm just
itching to have a ride in that baby. So I say,
"You bet."
Well, about a hour later we are afloat again and as soon as we
are out of the harbour she turns the tiller over to me. She is sure
one good sport, for a dame, rich or poor.
When we get out to the island the only thing to do is swim first
and eat after. I strip off my shirt and pants as I've put my trunks
on underneath. Well, I'll be darned if Percy doesn't peel down to
just a mono-kini and takes to the water before I get a good look at
her. We swim for about half an hour and again I find maybe
another reason she's a loner. She swims like she sails, to win,
and I just can't keep up with her. Soon as we are back on board
Percy dives into the cabin but is back in a moment with a couple
of big towels. She tosses one to me and drys herself as casual as
can be. I get a good look at her for the first time before she gets
her sweat shirt on. Just like her legs, she is a solid little woman,
no flab and a nipped -in waist. Her boobs are nice and firm. She's
got some tricky way of wrapping her long, wet hair in the towel
so it fits sort of like a cowl, just exposing a few stray bits of red
curls. Her nose has burned this afternoon and with a dab of
coldcream it really shines. I think the sun brings out the freckles
more than ever, and she sure has her share.
"Break out the sandwiches_and coffee, Super, I'm starved."
I do as I'm told and we pitch into the food with hardly a word
passing. Funny thing but, freewheeling guy that 1 am, I'm
thinking, "No pin-up, but a dame a marrying guy could live with
for a long time."
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