We would tow the boat to thecourse, play a round of golf, drive to a nearby marinaand Annette and some of her girl friends would meet usfor the one-ho...r boat ride to the bar. We would pull atube behind the boat for some water sports, drink lotsof Budweiser and probably be somewhat ripped beforeeven getting to “The Stop”. The boys were more than alittle disappointed when Annette showed up solo.All of her friends had previous commitments, so itwould just be 3 and 1. Their hopes of. 'So, let's hook up this TV, since we risked our necks for it' Karen chirped. I unplugged my regular set and Ron and I lifted the heavy TV onto the stand in the corner of my living room. I hooked up the cable, plugged it in, and nothing but static. Shit. 'Check to see if it's hooked up right', Ron said. I did, and everything seemed to be in order. Karen was flicking the remote past channel after channel of static. 'Tough luck , Keith. Looks like we got a lemon.' I grabbed the remote, and flicked. Looking into my eyes he brushes the hair away from my face with one hand and kisses me so softly but passionately. Tasting him, smelling him and feeling him for the first time makes my body explode inside and all I can think about is how desperately I want him inside my body right fucking now! I try to calm myself a little so I can enjoy every touch. I pull away and walk further into the room. He goes to the desk where he has some liqueur he brought and poor me a drink. I sit on the bed and he. He appeared to be a mature male. I noticed some silver tips on his fur. He didn’t seem at all concerned by our presence. We had caught several large fish the previous night, so I knew he was getting a decent meal.“See ya, old fellow. Enjoy your meal,” I said as we turned and headed toward our next portage.“I’m glad that happened on our last day,” Ron said. “I know I sure learned a lesson.”I thought about all the stories I had heard about people who had lost their food packs to bears. Many had.