You ask me if I have written any more stories and I tell you that I haven’t written one in quite awhile. Your drinks are starting to have an effect ...and you tell me you would like to have another one. Then you lean in and ask me if the stories are based on actual experience. I tell you that they are fiction but that I love to do everything I write about in them. You look at me and then lightly and quickly run your hand on my thigh so that no one notices. More jokes are being told and you are. Typical delta lowlands. Delta lowlands are noted for rivers cutting through and switching counties and even countries.A river can be described as a system that is continuously changing along its length. Because rivers, and their beds, are in constant change river management is a continuous activity as rivers tend to 'undo' the modifications made by people. Dredged channels silt up, sluice mechanisms deteriorate with age, levees and dams may suffer seepage or catastrophic failure.Depending on. I would kind of spy on them and Lucy saw me a couple of times and she just smiled. They started dancing, I would keep buying them drinks. I got up to dance with them and sandwiched Lucy between us, and I pushed Lucy’s hand toward his crotch. They both just giggled and Lucy did not seem to mind. We were all pretty fucked up by now so I said let’s get going. So we went out to catch a cab. The line was so long and we were anxious to get to our room. A limo guy ask us if we wanted a ride, no. "You guys ready to go?" I asked."We though you were gonna go for a swim." Mike began."Not now." I answered, as good as jumping in sounded."We don't mind." Started Rob. "I'm not ready to hike back yet anyway. Scott will just put us to work." I don't have my things." I replied."You don't need them." Rob was quick to point out.I thought about it, he was probably right. It wouldn't be the first time I had gone swimming in my bra and panties, and the cool water looked so inviting. I set my canteen.