" Should be, everything was made to operate under water. I got it from an old Seal buddy who was making equipment for Uncle's SFO guys. It's the Timex...type. Takes a licking and keeps on ticking, and it's more advanced than anything you can get in the real world..." I hope you're right." So do I. This is gonna be a real bitch if it doesn't."The surf was brutal. They finally had to keep the raft behind the breakwater and about 50 feet from the harbor entry. Bill fought against the undertow as he. ‘He’s keeping my seat warm while I take our trays back,’ she said as she got up and walked away with the remains of their lunch. ‘I knew there was a reason why I came by,’ I said as I sat down. Bree just smiled ‘So what really brings you here?’ Might as well pull the band aid off quick, no point in drawing this out. ‘Well, I was kinda hoping you might be free for dinner tonight.’ ‘Dinner!’ Bree actually squeaked when she said the word. Clearly I’d surprised her, hopefully in a good way. . Her head rolled from left to right on the soft pillow and her back arched and lifted from the bed. Her head went back, testing the softness of the pillow and her body went up again as her fingers once again clinched together squeezing those brownish pink cherry sized nipples and pulling them high in the air. She could still feel how her hubby’s friend had brushed his strong chest over them while weeping for his best friend. She wanted him now, but how can that be possible. She just closed her. There was nothing to distinguish it from any other coffee can on the shelf. I still owned the three empty batteries cases filled with precious metals. There was probably a quarter million in gold, silver, and diamonds on hand at any given time. There would be no wire transfers to trace. With the physical gold, silver, and diamonds I could sell them and turn them into cash easily. The trick was to keep the amounts small enough so a gold store or a jewelry store could pay on the spot. I did not.