The Houseboat Incident Chapter 4
Late Teens on a houseboat for the weekend, sex everywhere was bound to happen The next morning when I woke up, the warm sun’s rays peered in through the open window. I stretched, letting out a squeaky moan, before sitting up to survey my room. My stomach felt like Jell-O, and my throat was still sore from the night before. I could hear the footsteps and low tone conversations of the others all around the boat. I Put on a pair of cut offs and my bikini top. I grabbed a towel and my travel kit out of...