There was a tattered box wedged into the sand that pretty much fell apart when I picked it up. It contained garbage bags we were supposed to use after...we were done with the boat. Well, that wasn't going to be an issue anymore. I could use the black plastic to rig up a water collector though.The only other thing that I could see turned out to be some of the sail from the boat. I wasn't sure how I was going to use this, but it seemed to be something that I should take back to our camp. As it does. "MOTHER!"Rita and I giggled watching her grab her butt as she ran.Barbara returned in record time wearing a wrap around skirt like mine,pantyhose and flats with a pullover blouse.Rita said "LET'S GO SHOPPING!"We all giggled as Rita locked the front door and we all piled into thefront seat of the car."Well girls, we are going shopping at a very elegant place that comeshighly recommended and not only that, but we have an appointment afterthat."Barbara and I asked at the same time "where?" Rita. The next several days I couldn’t keep my hands off her and she didn’t seem to mind. Every chance I got when we were alone for a few seconds, I would put my hand down her bikini and put a finger up her slippery little pussy. One night before we left the cottage, we were down at the lake having a few drinks and she said she had to pee. She said she would go right outside on the rocks by the lake. I followed her outside and watched her drop her bikini bottoms to her knees and squat to pee. As. I told her to wait since all the cupboards were locked since I was only the member in the house. To my fortune and her misfortune I found my wife’s nighty which was very sexy. I gave it to her and asked her to change. Outside it was raining very heavy and she came out after changing she was feeling a bit awkward since it was showing a lot of flesh. I asked her to be comfortable since it is only both of us. She was very free with me from the time of her marriage. Slowly she got use to it, I was.