It was about a month later when we went to the lake again. We had made plans to go out on the paddleboats and a little picnic. It was the middle of summer, so it was quite a bit warmer. I figured that this would mean that there would be more people out enjoying the weather. It turns out nobody likes to deal with the heat any more, so when we got there, there was only one boat out on the water. He was way on the other end, and we didn't see him at first. We got our boat and out we went.
"Would you take them off for me?" I asked her a short ways out of the dock. I had challenged her to ride the paddleboat without her shorts the night before and I was trying to get her to tally up on her promise.
"Now?"
"You promised. Besides there is no one around to anything any way."
She looked around and saw the fisherman at the far end of the lake. "What about him?"
"He's to far away to see anything. Besides he's busy fishing and wouldn't see anything unless we came close enough to scare away the fish.
"OK, I guess so. I did promise after all," she said, trying to give me shit. With that, she reached down and wiggled out of her shorts.
We paddled around the lake with her like that for about a half an hour before we found a little cove to pull over in. We got out fresh drinks and some munchies that we had brought along and dropped anchor.
"What would I have to do to get your top off?" I asked her.