Birth of a Boat

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The couple were locked in an embrace, they stood and kissed, off to one side of the departure lounge at Lynden Pindling airport. At last they unlocked.

“Yana, when are we going to meet again?”

“Soon Nathan, soon.” Their normally fair hair was sun-bleached after the two week vacation.

She was a strikingly attractive woman with blue eyes and an intelligent gaze.

“How are you traveling home?”

“I’m flying,” she grinned. He punched her softly in the ribs.

Still wearing his shorts, he was a ruffled looking handsome boyish young man.

“I fly to Houston, then it’s Air France to Kiev via Paris. You’ll be tied up for months, yes?”

He nodded. “A flight to Philly and then it’s on to Groton, Connecticut. Naval Submarine school for the Prospective Commanding Officer course.”

She looked at the flight board. “They’re calling my flight, I have to go.” They kissed again then separated.

“See you Nathan.”

“You too.” He watched her walk off toward the gate, her body had a wow factor of nine plus. Nathan sighed, it had been a heck of a vacation.

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