That's fallen trees floating in the river that you have to watch out for and the barge traffic is awful. Motoring means taking a USCG Power Squadron c...ass that also puts you in the middle of November for leaving."The other thing you can do is have the boat loaded on a container ship and ship it ... but you won't be learning to handle a big boat ... and it's expensive."The oldest banker commented, "The National Geographic deal only works if you document everything in photos and a journal ... if. Simon , Jo and Lucy headed off whilst I grabbed some stuff from our tent. I grabbed our sleeping bags , some clothes and wash stuff. I quickly threw our stuff into their tent and headed off to join them. By now it had gotten quite late and it was very little movement on the site. As I walked across the campsite it began to rain again. I could hear the occasional moan from a tent from others getting frisky just faintly above the pitter patter noise if rain hitting tents.I was just about to. I kept thinking of my lovely wife Rajshree before falling asleep. Something seemed to wake me from a deep sleep. I’m not sure exactly what it could have been. It was like I was dreaming of hearing people talking. I looked over at the alarm clock on the dresser. It was after four in the morning. I could hear the voices again only this time I knew what the sounds were. I sat up in the bed, pulled myself up and walked to the bathroom doorway. The light was now off but I could hear the mattress. She had clearly guessed what I had been planning. Without breathing a word I leant down to kiss her on the lips, as her hand slowly moved to caress my thigh. Our lips still locked I moved my hand from her neck downwards, stroking her small, erect breasts across her belly to her warm wet cunt. I traced my finger around it once or twice, teasing her. The small groans of telling me she wanted me to stroke it. I slowly trailed my fingers from her thigh, savouring the feel of her soft warm skin to.