They were the thickest latex she could find. "Hmm, looks like you'll need a little lube with that."Miranda reached into the drawer again and pulled ou... a mangled twisted nearly squeezed out empty tube of KY Silk. "Looks like I need to order another case. I tell you Matt, business has been something this last couple of months."Miranda gave the tube a hearty squeeze. Nothing came out. She tried to untwist and roll the tube to get more out - nothing. "Well it looks like we might have to give you a. We had drifted down past the beachfront and over the headland; if we tried to swim in from here we’d be crushed against the rocks. I tried to swim against the current to get us back to the beach, but I just ended up swallowing water and exhausting myself.” “Oh dear,” I said, worry lining my face. “I hope you’ve saved some energy for me.” “Huh uh,” he shook his head. “With the last of my strength I haul myself up onto the board – on top of you – and the last thing I remember as I pass out is. I have another phone call to make."Shrugging, Lenore went into the bridge to plot a course. How much are those cellular phones anyway?After Lenore had, needlessly, she was sure, laid out a course on the Lexan in grease pencil, she stepped partially out of the bridge doorway. "Excuse me," she called, "what do I call you?" How about 'Mister Dillon' for now?" the other suggested from the deck."Mister Dillon, I have plotted a course. Please review it." Lenore wasn't sure if that sounded polite or. I looked at Rose again and asked, ‘Are you sure you don’t want to stay?’ ‘No,’ Rose said with slightly slurred speech. ‘It’s really noisy here and I’m getting a headache.’ “Okay, baby. Make your way to the passenger door and we’ll get you home,” I responded. ‘Sara, I’ll see you tomorrow. Have fun and above all, be careful!’ Sara gave me a hug and briskly walked back into the party. Rose giggled and made her way to the passenger door. When she opened it, the interior light illuminated and I.