The fact that none of the four were particularly expert at canoeing became immediately evident. Nevertheless, they managed to cross all but the last h...ndred yards of the lake, when the paddle Ernest was welding broke into two pieces – the paddle end floating away before any of them could reach it. ‘Damn! Now what are we going to do?, Ernest shouted. ‘I can’t very well paddle with this stump.’ ‘I’ll maneuver our canoe over to yours,’ Frank yelled. The girls can link hands and I can tow you to. Coolly I reflect. Close to midnight now, time for some more provocation of almost Mistress Marina."I noticed how eagerly you compete for my sexual attention with my sweet Stella Maris, Marina.I imagine you have some secret sexy strategy to win with her, using your day of absolute rule?"Marina's cheeks shows blushes, as she ponders for a witty sharp answer, in trying to read our minds."What you think Marina will do, my sweet S.M.? Have me tie you up for all night? What does she want?Maybe she. “Please.” She took that as a request for a real breakfast. She put in four strips of bacon. She found plates and put a paper towel on one. When the bacon was done, she put it on that plate to dry and cracked four eggs.“You might set the table,” she said. He did.“Should I make the toast, too?” She nodded. A minute after he pushed the handle down on the toaster, the coffee maker signaled. He poured her a cup and brought it to her.“That’s black,” he said. He got the milk carton out of the. It was a crisp fall evening, a beautiful night for a walk, and the cool air helped sober me up a bit.Peyton and I chatted a bit more as we walked, passing plenty of other students going to and from their own parties, or their own evening hookups. As we arrived at her apartment complex, she looked up at me, shyly. “Thanks, Mark. It was great to meet you tonight. My roommate is probably home, otherwise I’d invite you upstairs.”My eyes widened as I realized what she meant -- I hadn’t even.