She wanted to tell him, “Please go easy, young sir, I am a bit sore back there”, but her words were frozen in her throat and never reached her lip....Eventually, he came to the point of no return and she gazed down at his trousers gathered around his ankles sensing a confusion of amusement at his impetuous nature and a sense of shame at her dreadful lack of guilt about easy “bending over” for a complete stranger. She silently cursed her lack of fortitude in such matters. Her intentions were. I tried not to but wound up staring at you, probably with a big dumb grin on my face. Breakfast was almost a replay of the previous evening, fingers touching, eyes undressing each other and great conversation. We did not ''talk'' about the night before but both of us remarked upon how well we'd slept. Hand in hand, we strolled into the deserted lobby. Quizzically we asked the young desk clerk where everyone was. He grinned and said that the entire lodge had booked a bus trip to enjoy. He was lying on his bed reading, thinking what to do when the phone rang. He was lying wondering if one of his pals was calling when his mother called up, 'Mike, phone call for you, sounds like a girl, the caller said just tell him its angel one, have you been keeping a girlfriend secret from us, ' her voice a barely suppressed laugh.'Thanks a lot mum, I'll take it up here, can you transfer it please, ' thinking she is closer to the truth than she thinks.'Hello angel one, sorry we cannot be. Turns out that they had an arrangement with owners where they would use the lake house for two weeks and in return let them have their condo in Aspen for two weeks in the winter. Sure sounded like a good arrangement.Anyway the storm finally moved out after a couple of hours and Jack helped me bail the boat before walking home since he only lived a couple of blocks away on the other side of the road. His parents did not have lake front property.I sailed back and put the boat away before heading.