“Hours, maybe days, of fighting the waves and the motion...”“We really didn’t get waves this time,” I replied. “The wind chopped up the sw...lls and we had conflicting patterns, winds against unorganized waves. Imagine BIG seas – ten feet or higher...”“Don’t wanna,” Mandy said, Bink’s concurring look supporting her. “But we’d be safe, right?”“As long as we could keep the bow into them. That’s either by power or with the sea anchor...”“You explained how the sea anchor worked when we rigged it this. He wondered who it was but this was the day he was expecting Connie to do his house cleaning. When he opened the door, he saw that it wasn't Connie, but Maria Gonzales who was one of Bret's students two years ago."Mother's business is expanding, and she hoped you wouldn't mind if she assigned me to clean your townhome to me." No, I don't mind, come on in. I assume you know what needs to be done." Yes I do, I have been doing this since I graduated this year." Well, do what you do and I will go. But as sure as the sun rises and the sun sets, 3:30 finally came along and the school bell rang. Crowds of students piled their way out of rooms and out of building and started making their way home.But as for Nathan, he wasn’t heading home. Once he left his science classroom he started making his way over to E Block to Ms Kripke’s classroom. When he got to her door, it was still open and the last few students were still leaving. When they were gone, Nathan quickly made his way inside and. " She nodded towards the demure but naked receptionist, who with a broad imperturbable smile was serving a bill to another white-faced couple. "I bet she enjoys stinging the fucking tourists! That's how this country makes it money, I reckon. They get us in with a promise of dawn-to-dusk sex (and then a bit more!) and nothing passes them by. Not a single fucking tiny insignificant orgasm. What fucking cheek!" What are you gonna do about it?" wondered Tracey with genuine interest."There's fuckall.