Why not, he thought, and nodded.
Beth smiled and pulled him away from Sally and Sara. "I'm going to show him the rest of the boat," she said.
Sally began pouting; she looked over her shoulder for support from Liz. None was forthcoming, Liz merely looked amused at the entire situation. Sara was openly sneering at Beth's impatience. Sally guiltily glanced over to see how Sylvia was taking this outrageous play for her husband. Sylvia was getting a snow job of her own; she obviously wasn't aware of Tod's happy predicament.
Tod followed Beth's sensuously swaying buttocks as she led the way up three stairs at the far end of the salon and through the doors into a well-lighted passageway. Highly varnished brown oak doors lined both sides of the narrow corridor. Beth glanced behind them, then op
