.. was ready to get wet. Or so Wendy said.I have to admit ... she did a wonderful job. The bow compartment was a vee birth and raising the main cabin ...overhead to 6 feet 9 inches gave enough clearance to allow a larger stern master suite. The bigger diesel daddy provided shortened the salon to 20 feet but everything fit.Nice boat.After one last look-see the crew said, let'er rip.The donkey engine started sliding the cradle down the slip and down down down.Someone forgot to close the. Later that day, after it warmed up, we went for a swim. As we were playing in the water, it wasnt just me trying to get our bodies closer. She took every opportunity to tease me. She would swim under my legs, or up the front of my body. It was fun, but I had a raging boner, and could only take so much. The next time she swam near me I scooped her out of the water. She screamed in surprise. I carried her out of the pool and lay her down on a pool chair. I knelt over her and brought my face to. He knew most of the guests and either she had been invited to Pier Side by a current member, or, she'd recently joined. In any event Jerry had an excuse to speak with her."Hey," he called in a friendly voice, "aren't you new here? She'd been on the verge of entering the deep water when he called and as she turned, perhaps to answer him, she slipped just enough to put her under water.Jerry knew full well that dark haired beauty could swim, but the opportunity to get closer to her was. I never went to a strip joint before I met her. I heard rumors about them, of course, but I never seriously considered going to one. I don't think male strip joints existed where I grew up.The light turns green and we move forward. The traffic, if anything, turns more congested as we try to make our way to the freeway. Stephanie switches lanes one way and then back the other in an attempt to make progress, but I don't think we travel any faster than anybody else."We're never going to make it!".