He pointed at something near the center of the boat then grinned at Franklin. Franklin was now grinning and nodding before saying, “Since there are ...even of us, are we going to get an extra toolkit also? Oh yes, and what about fishing gear?”“I suppose I could give you guys another toolkit. Each toolkit comes with a mask, a pair of one-size-fits-all fins and a snorkel. It also has a fishing kit with one manual, elastic-propelled fishing spear and two extra heads. A fishing kit also contains. They were so loose, I had to pull them up every five minutes. Thankfully, I found a small string in my room, which I looped through the belt loops and tied, tightening myself fairly good enough. I was on my way to class, walking along the corridor, when I felt a pair of hands on my bare belly, reaching from behind, going under my shirt. I immediately knew whose they were. "Mhm. So the secretive slut finally dressed up in something more appropriate for herself,” Jane cooed as she turned me. ’ She didn’t appear mad but excused herself and went into the bathroom for a few moments. Fear gripped me as questions shot through my head. Was she an e****t? She didn’t say that on the phone. What kind of gifts is she asking for? Is that a tactic to get around prostitution? What did I get myself into? My thoughts were interrupted as the bathroom door opened and she stood there, her negligee open, displaying her gorgeous, statuesque body. Some of my fear abated but I still felt stupid not. Anyway, it was getting late one Saturday afternoon, I was getting hungry and thirsty. The Army surplus canteen I carried had dried up about an hour before, but I wanted one more minute at the little waterfall. It wasn’t but three or four feet from top to bottom, but it sure made a pretty sound. As I was watching the water cascade down, rippling the surface of the pool below it, on a rock on the far side I saw a crawdad the size of a lobster! And he was crawling back into the water. I couldn’t.