Do you have a skiff ready, we have an angler hot to trot.’ ‘Roger Tag, you know we do. We have you in sight.’ ‘Do you want to land , Mack?’ ...‘No, you have the plane, I want to go fishing, I wait six months to go fishing, and I AM hot to trot.’ I took the controls and handed her the check list. ‘Read the one that says ‘Water landing’.’ She read the list after giving me a dirty look. I greased the plane onto the water and taxied to the big house boat. Three flats skiffs hung from a boom on the. Look, you don't have to go. You're eighteen now, it's your life, just give it some thought. Maybe spend a few weeks or a month with them. It's nice at the lake; you'll never know if you don't go, but you might actually have a good time."My mother was right, it was nice at the lake. I've always enjoyed staying there with my aunt and uncle; and the fishing, swimming, and sailing is first rate. I needed to get laid, and there wasn't much chance of that around here. All the girls around here were. I heard her upstairs in the shower. I scampered up behind her, but I found the door to her master bathroom locked. What a bitch. I descended the stairs slowly thinking, what is this woman up to? I went to her kitchen. I rinsed the plates from dinner and placed them in the washer. I decided to cook breakfast for us. I opened her refrigerator. Orange juice, eggs, bacon. While the bacon cooked, I searched again and I found some onions, ham, green peppers and cheese. I found a 6 inch frying pan. As. "Sammy leaned in and looked into Ricardo's eyes, then flashed down to Private Susan Hollow. Her gaze locked with each crewmember, and then she replied, "Then I suggest you go and PRATICE IT AND STOP USING THE PASSAGEWAY AS A LECTURE HALL. GOT ME?" MA'AM, YES MA'AM!" they said together and saluted.Sammy nodded her head and walked away from her two NAT team members. Going into her room, she stripped and walked to the shower."What the fuck is her problem?" Susan asked as they started walking.