This is a true story.
I was on a group camping trip a few years ago when we were invaded by a woman. Her name was Gail and she came to our campout as a guest of one of our regular camping group.
I found Gail to be an irritating person from the very first time I saw her. She was in her mid 20’s, 5’10”, with thick black waist length hair that betrayed the pacific island part of her parentage. Her body was very buxom in shape. She was overweight, but not flabby. Her large body came equipped with a very large pair of breasts, around 45 DD, covered only by a black tank top T-shirt.
Her behavior was loud and overbearing. She delighted in flirting with all the men in our camp and saying things that would cause them to blush.
I did not want her around me at all. I had no idea what would transpire between us that weekend. But, as so many other things in life go, so did my weekend with her. Here is what happened.
It had been a long day, and I was tired. I had been taking skiers out on my boat and giving them some high quality doubles skiing time. I managed to not have Gail around me for the whole day and that was good. It was just before dark and I wanted to watch the sun go down. I docked my boat and tied it off for the night. I like to be on the water as the sun goes down.
Up on the shore about 30 yards away, I could see the rest of my friends at the camp lighting their camp lanterns and cooking dinner.
On this particular evening, I sat down in a seat in the rear of my boat and sipped a cold beer. I enjoyed watching the last of the sun disappear below the horizon. This was my idea of living well.
My moment was shattered by a loud voice coming from the shore. It was Gail, and she had sought me out to chastise me for not taking her out for a ride in my boat. She walked along the dock to the rear of my boat and boarded without even asking. Now she was harassing me at close range.
I want to stop here and explain something to you first. I am a polite and very even tempered guy. I am a large man, 6’6” 245 lbs, so my size tend to discourage all but the foolhardy and the just plain stupid people in this world from bothering me.
I don’t loose my temper easily, I am the slow boil type that needs to simmer awhile before I really loose my temper. When I do, it’s not pretty.
Enough said......
“Why didn’t you take me for a ride today? What’s a matter, don’t you like me?”, she asked loudly.
At this moment I could find no room for politeness within me. I was not in the mood for her shit. My response to her was just this:
“Will you just shut the fuck up”.
Gail froze in her tracks. She stopped and looked at me as if her father had yelled at her and she was truly heartbroken for making him mad at her. Her eyes dropped and her head bowed.
I however was still pretty pissed off at her.
“Why the hell are you coming on to my boat without even asking?”.
“I’m sorry”, she replied. Her voice took on a much more subdued quality. I saw something in her that caught my attention. Her submissive side was very evident by her posture and the look in her eyes
I pointed to the ice chest next to me.
“Come over here”, I told her in a much less angry voice.
She approached and sat on the ice chest. Her eyes would still not look at me. I reached out and touched her cheek with my hand and turned her face toward mine.
Her skin color was dark, but not as dark as a native of one of the pacific islands. I liked the look of it.
“Look at me”, I told her in a softer voice.
Her eyes didn’t move.