Beach Party

Boating trips are so full of disappointments.

As if to make a liar out of me, a power boat blasts by us at twenty knots. Sitting in the back is a twenty-year-old brunette wearing only a beach towel. I grab the binoculars and keep a weather eye on her, waiting for her to drop the towel and resume naked sunbathing as soon as they’re past us, but she doesn’t. I decline to mention this one to Dave because I don’t want to have to swim home.

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