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Since none of our heroes, still less the hotties, were experienced
seafarers, they had left the yacht where she had run aground on the
beach, without taking down the sails or making her fast. When Alexis had
come ashore, the rest of the hotties had soon followed, leaving the craft
unmanned - or unwomanned. The wind had recently shifted from onshore to
offshore, and when a stronger gust caught the sails the vessel came free
and began to head out to sea.
"Look!" one of the hotties said, drawing the attention of the others to the yacht, now some fifty yards out from the shore. Astra did not think that any of the others was capable of retrieving the yacht. "Look after this for me," she said to Alexis, handing her the bottle. Then she raced across the beach (BBBB, it goes without saying), and waded out into the water until she could start swimming. "She'll never catch the yacht," Fred observed. "Her breasts create too much resistance. Even if she does reach it and manages to climb aboard, she'll never get it back to shore against the wind. You'd better give me the bottle, Alexis, and I'll use a wish to get the yacht back." Though Robert was happy enough to be marooned on the island with the hotties, he had to give Fred credit for his ruse to get hold of the bottle. And, he reminded himself, there was the important factor that the vessel was fully stocked with all the provisions that a luxury yacht ought to have, including booze.
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