A Different Kind Of Gummies
Chapter 59: A DIFFERENT KIND OF GUMMIES 59. In the morning, I visited the marina office. I thanked them for their very accommodating service. I made no mention of Jennifer’s gender identity crisis, her impending surgeries nor the sex we had enjoyed last night. I simply thanked them, paid my bill, and left. Back in the Intracoastal Waterway, I continued my journey northbound. As I was motoring along, bored shitless, I surfed the web on my phone. When I checked my email, I had a message from an old college buddy of mine. He was one of the six of us who had hung out together. They were planning a reunion of sorts although it wasn’t any seminal year or anything. Just an impromptu get together to relive some fun times. I emailed him back …