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I used to own a whitewater rafting company when I was in Colorado...."Whitewater Expeditions of Colorado"....I even had transparant plastic business cards...you never had to worry about them getting wet! I had 8 boatmen and a camp crew that always hovered around a dozen adrenline junkies...ready to help out with the meals and the camp setup. Those were some wild times...but one trip sticks in my mine like superglue on your fingers.
We were in a very hard and long set of rapids...I was working my ass off trying to keep the boat pointing downstream....when suddenly a body flew over my head almost knocking me out of the boat.....I looked back, and in the water was one of my female passengers.....waves hitting her in the face....She had a look of terror in her eyes....she was only 10 feet away. I yelled for her to swim towards the raft...and held out my paddle so she could grab it and I could pull her closer. She got to the back of the raft and was hangin on for dear life....I leaned as far back as I could, hooking my feet under the air chamber in front of me, to keep me from going out of the raft myself, putting my right arm in the cold water and reaching between her legs and grabing her womanhood with my hand. She looked into my eyes....time stood still....she smiled....and with all the strength remaining, lifted her into the raft. We hit a calm area of the river and pulled the raft into a small landing. She was so cold....she was wearing a blue cotton shirt and a bikini bottom. She unbuttoned her shirt...she had a dark rich tan....no tan line around her full and perky breasts. Her nipples were so hard...She looked at me... her eyes locked on mine....and she smiled.