As we recovered, I untied her top and struggled out of the tangled mass my trunks had become. We showered, exploring each other’s bodies and letting...the hot water run over us.Elena got out first and attempted to dry off her hair but wound up wrapping it in a towel as I attempted to lick her dry. We roughly dried each other off, began kissing as she pushed me back towards her room.We crashed onto her bed and made out like high school teenagers at a drive-in movie. I broke the kiss and started. "Rudder's jammed," he informed Yung, "or we've lost the fin?" Still rolling... stick right, stick right..." I need some help, here," Borodin said, "get the wing down." Port outer gone," Yung said, "port inner vibrating badly, starboard engines on idle." Give me power. Starboard spoilers? Try them and see if she'll stop rolling?" Sir?" came Mischa's voice from the back room. It was strained with panic. "Sir? We've, ah, lost half of the port wing. I can see it. And the outer engine... it's not. "Not fair!" she teased. "I'm wet and can't move..."Her choice of words did just what she wanted. "Dammit don't do that or I'll paint the ceiling! Can I come over at lunch time?"Lori was not expecting hubby home before dark, and truth to herself, she wished her boyfriend was already there."Not before 11, dear," and check the front door knob. I'll hang a pair of underwear there if it's ok to come in. Now I really do have to finish my mani."She looked up at the clock, then did her left hand with. We drove to the cabin to find Ben and Jennifer standing beside a motorhome. John and I walk up as I ask, “Are you two ready for our interview?”Ben says, “Hell yes, let’s get this over with!”Jennifer is more calm and replies, “Thank you Samantha, we can only hope the wrong people are watching this report.”I knew what she meant! I nod at John, he starts the camera and I begin my report, “Good Morning America, Samantha Steven’s from the Truth Network with the report we’ve all been waiting for. Ben.