Along the hightide line were numerous pedal boats, dinghies and Jet Ski's. At the farend were a large beach bar and shop, and the sight of people movi...ng onits veranda sent my anxiety levels flying again! People could see me.I had no illusions about what I looked like. I was a hairy-legged lad,wearing a girl's bikini and a metal collar being led on a leash... Everystep made me wish the world would just open up and swallow me as wewalked along the path above and eventually back towards the car. I don't know what to suggest, Angel. I was too busy trying to save our sorry asses to worry about how the hell we're going to survive. Gawd, I think I let both of you down, big time. Can you forgive me?"The memory of their collision with the underwater reef came back to Celeste as more of that fog slowly lifted in her mind, with an accompanying question as to the extent of the damage to the Gon Waki 2."How bad is she?" she asked, not yet able to focus enough to assess the state of their ocean. I took things kind of serious at college, managing to juggle my coursework along with working as a gigolo, making unmarried ladies on the wrong sideof forty, and a few cheating wives very happy for a fee that I considered quitereasonable. I also managed to hunt down some truly outstanding college cunt thatI fucked just for the sport of it. This was a happy hunting ground for a studlike myself, loaded with prime pussy very happy to give itself up to a seasonedpro. During summer break I stayed. It’s less than three hundred yards from the Avocado to my back door ... I couldn’t even see my house. As I was watching the yard light shattered. No way was I trying to get home. I have no idea where my horses are.There are lights on in the trailer. Some poor soul caught in the storm? Refuge is never denied in winter. I’ll find out about it when the wind stops. The electric stayed on. The phone went down but we had power.The Guard, familiar with the Avocado, but unaware of the cabin, delivered.