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The Assemblage, Pt. 3 of 16. Kaylah adjusted her glasses and pursed her shiny lips at them before she quickly stepped over the rail and jumped into the water. They moved toward the side of the boat fast too and watched her surface amidst a cloud of bubbles and cough. Jesse was practically having a fit of anger and stressed that he was not responsible for her outrageous behavior, but Jack calmed him by informing them that he was poised with the floatation ring. About half of them still clapped and cheered her onward.
Kaylah looked like a slender sinewy insect with big gleaming eyes in the clear seawater and said, "C'mon in. The water ain't cold at all. Let's see who can get to her first."
She did a brief bubbly bob and began swimming toward the mystery woman good but without much skill -- obviously self-taught in the exercise. Tom made a move to get "the crazy female," as Jesse d
The Assemblage, Pt. 2 of 16. "What's wrong? Something happen back there?" Jesse said. "Speak up now."
"Nothing serious. Jack showed his fangs at Kathy instead of Nadine. That's all."
"No, Hank," the slender tall woman with curly auburn hair quickly said. She was the most conscientious of the group. "It was just a fish or something jumping a bit out of the water. Stop teasing."
"It was nothing serious . . . regardless. So, you can go flirt with 'boom-boom' Bella over there . . . near Tom, now that we all know . . . she's an unfit mother," Kaylah added, before hiccuping loudly.
They burst into a roaring laughter again, and the attention-directed woman shook her well-developed bosom at them, especially her in response, while donning a sly smile without any concern. After a couple of them cla
The Assemblage, Pt. 1 of 16. The yacht "Nereid's Pride" and its ten passengers, four men and six women, were on an evening pleasure cruise when they encountered a sudden change in the weather. All had left port over two hours ago to privately celebrate a birthday party under clear refreshing conditions away from the congested city, but a warm smothering blanket of dense fog surrounded and ingested them, like some voracious shapeless predator on a silent crafty hunt. They seemed to have gotten in its way as more of an obstacle, and although almost everyone was below deck, its presence and effects did not go unnoticed for long.
One of the passengers came up a small stairs and moved beside the frustrated navigating captain of the vessel and said, "What's wrong up here, Jesse? The lights below blinked, and the radio on the stereo is picking up nothing but a whole lot of static."
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