The cold slowly began to seep into her bones as moonlight cast silver ribbons across thecalm sea. She looked over towards the dark hull of the ship, b...t the moon disappeared behind a cloud and pitched the sea into inky darkness once more. The ship was already moving away. Blackie could be seen in the light from a lamp, staring out over the water, obviously searching for her body. Dropping beneath the waves again, Arielle shut her eyes and floated weightlessly in the black depths. The cold was. . and April liked the idea. She thinks Jason is cool." You realized, of course, you might have killed Jason." I said in mock concern.We both laughed.I cupped the bulge in my pants. "But that leaves you alone to deal with this." Oh, I'm not afraid of that." She said with a smile. "He's my friend. We get along great."We headed upstairs.I won't bore you with the mundane.A few hours later we were all back out by the pool, Jason and I trying to pretend we weren't ogling April. After a few minutes. But suddenly, she sat down instead and started rummaging through the pages of the other. She noticed the title, Gangbangs and opened it up. There were stories inside, with pictures as well. The title of the one she started to read was "A Woodsman, Four Campers, and a Lost Girl" by Alex Chivu.She wondered about the coincidence of this author's name, the fact that the Alex outside was indeed a woodsman, and the fact that he had mentioned campers too. As she read, she became a little excited about. No, wait. I could have done it, and would have done it; it's just that Io did it first and made it seem so effortless. It was just too much ... I was cranky and tired all the time. I mean really tired. I just wanted to sleep.But I couldn't do that until Daddy – that's how I was thinking of Zeus these days – woke up. Physically, the docs said that Daddy was fine, but they couldn't predict when he might come out of his coma. Might. As in might not, too.Finally, though, we were in the Naabeehó.